Good night, my love.

Late at night, Matthew Xi slowly opened his eyes and settled his pair of russet orbs at the ceiling. This was his third night staring at the same ceiling while hearing his heart beat thump in its own rhythm. 

Her soft yet deep breaths resonated across the silent room. 'How can she sleep with a man beside her...?' He wondered for the nth time. 

Slowly, Matthew Xi supported himself to sit. Moving his gaze, he stared at Zoey's side profile as she slept on her side, hugging the pillow between them. 

'This woman...' He clicked his tongue faintly, a little restless at her sleeping position. 

This was one of his problems; Zoey wasn't just sleeping soundly but also always facing him! If not for the pillow, Matthew Xi was certain she would torture him by squeezing herself to him.