When Lianne opened her eyes the next morning, she was greeted with the Heavenly Creature's face right in front of her. Still asleep.
With his long eyelashes, smooth skin, and perfect lips, it was certainly a sight to behold first thing in the morning.
Lianne smiled, scooting over to snuggle into her husband's arms.
Although he didn't wake, his arms went around her waist and held her.
Little actions like this made her all warm inside.
The fact that, even when not awake, he would seek her out meant a lot to her. It spoke of his inner heart.
Lianne remembered the story her mother told her once.
When she was barely two years old, she had slept with her parents. She was placed inbetween them and while deep asleep, she had turned to her left and hugged the person there.
