Playing the Game
The serene environment and unfamiliar surroundings greeted Ella as she woke up, the soft morning light filtering through the window, casting a hazy glow over her face. The misty sunlight stirred her still-drowsy thoughts.
Ella rubbed her eyes, feeling momentarily disoriented before remembering she was on vacation. Glancing down at the floor, she saw Eric sleeping there, a sweet smile tugging at her lips.
Eric was lying on his side, facing her, with a beam of morning light illuminating his features. His long lashes and defined jawline gave him an almost boyish charm in his peaceful sleep.
His handsome face, coupled with the slight curve of his lips, made Ella smile as she quietly slipped out of bed and tiptoed over to him, barefoot.