Sleeping Beauty
That was the plan that I had in mind until my eyes fell to his face, and I found myself staring at his long light blond eyelashes.
Were his lashes always this long?
Before I knew what I was doing, I had bent down a little to take a closer look at them. Seeing Bradon’s sleeping face felt like I had stumbled upon one of his hidden secrets. I wondered how he could look so innocent and harmless while he was sleeping. I knew that I should leave but if I moved, he might end up waking up. Regardless, I couldn’t stop staring at his sleeping face while taking in his closed eyelids, the long light blond lashes that framed his eyes, his perfectly straight nose, and the beautiful curve of his chin.
Everything about him looked so effortlessly attractive and even his hair seemed to sparkle in the morning light that leaked slightly into the bedroom. Before I fully considered what I was doing, my hand was already slowly reaching out toward his hair.