"Stop whining…" Amber squeezed the cloth of warm water and gently applied it to Arveion's bleeding lip.
"Tsk…" He groaned, his red plump lips parted.
Amber took a chance to glare at him once his eyes were closed, she knew he was an angel so it made sense, but still she just always had to say it. The man was beautiful! Like smoking!
For whatever reason she found herself wanting to touch his pale peach skin. Like it had to be smooth, right?
'I just want to find out…" She lowered her fingers at his cheeks but right before her fingers could touch his skin, Arveion's eyes blinked open and he rapidly caught her wrist in a stronghold.
"Don't touch me!" He breathed and pushed her hands away.
Amber's cheeks flushed with embarrassment and she withdrew her hand, rubbing it with her other. 'That's for being a nosy bitch.'
"I'm sorry." She dipped the cloth again and passed it along his sharp jawline. The guy was perfect.
