Purple Summers quickly fell asleep.
Incredibly fast.
Maybe it was because her soul was in an incompatible body, making the burden too heavy. Or perhaps she was just exhausted.
Whether it was being frightened by Alexander Summers or helping him serve a large python, it all made Purple feel particularly tired.
After she had fallen asleep, Alexander raised his arm and held her into his embrace, allowing her to lean against his chest.
Her cool, smooth hair, her soft, delicate body, and her docile behavior in sleep, quite different from her aggressive, awake self. However, he liked her in either state.
He touched Purple's white, tender face, and then gently kissed her pink, soft lips.
Thinking of Purple's warning not to leave any traces, Alexander's thin lips raised slightly, his eyes filled with infatuation, and his chest swelled with tender affection.
Next time...
Once her soul is healed, he has to keep her by his side.