A few hours later, Mirae stirred. The familiar musky aroma of cinnamon hit her as she felt herself being caged by a strong embrace. Her eyes fluttered open to see the handsome face of her husband flashing in front of her. He was sleeping soundly while she was dangled around his shirtless torso. Their faces were so close together that she could almost count his eyelashes.
He has pretty lashes, she thought. She could not help but admire him. It was hard to ogle at KJ when he was awake since he would always tease her about it so she could not miss the opportunity to admire him in his sleep. He was more relaxed while he slept which enhanced his sharp features. Mirae wanted to touch his face to feel his smooth skin.
