The next morning, when he opened his eyes with the scintillating light of the sun, he saw her bareback in front of him. She was sleeping like a baby, all innocent, all unaware of the harsh realities and necessities of the world.
His one hand was resting near her belly button and that was probably because he was caressing her to help her sleep.
He supported his head with the other hand of his and tilted himself a bit up on the bed and his eyes got immersed in the beauty of her back, all milky, all spotless except for her tattoo. It was like a moon spot which added to her beauty.
He ran his finger on her back.
Even though she was sleeping tight, she twitched as his fingers moved over her skin.
A smile spread on his lips and he pulled her close, holding on to her waist.
