Felicity
Instead of going to Xavier’s bedroom to have make-up s*x, we climbed under the blanket and snuggled until we both passed out. For the first time in a few days, I slept like a rock.
When I awakened the next morning, Xavier was lying on his side with his arm under his pillow, propping his head up. He was gazing down at my face, making his stunning, yellow eyes the first thing I saw when my eyes opened.
Instantly, my lips curved up, as I groggily mumbled, “What a gorgeous sight to wake up to.”
Xavier returned the smile and sweetly murmured, “I’m the one blessed with a gorgeous sight to wake up to.”
“I love you, Xavier,” I responded, reaching over to trail my fingers down the side of his face.
“I love you, too,” he mumbled while rubbing the pad of his thumb across my collarbon
