The moonlight filled the room in a silvery glow, reflecting delicate shadows on the walls. The soft rustle of the wind carried the scent of blooming roses from the garden below. Her smile broadened as she laid on the bed looking at the ceiling.
"Elysia," Azrael's deep voice broke the silence. She turned, her eyes meet his deep dark gaze. There was a softness in them that made her stomach churn and her heart beat quickened, he was letting her see his vulnerable side.
Azrael moved closer to her, his body raised by his elbow, "I can not seem to stay away from you " he admitted, his voice low, almost a whisper. "Even if I tried to. You occupy my every thought."
Elysia's heart raced. "You occupy my thoughts too Azrael?" she replied, her voice trembling with anticipation.