Before dawn broke through the sky, Eve woke up from her sleep. Once her eyes adjusted to the darkness in the room, her gaze fell on Vincent, who was fast asleep. While she was sleeping, she had turned around and now faced him. His head rested on the soft pillow, while her head was resting on his arm.
Vincent's silver hair looked darker than its usual self because of the lack of light in the room.
"You should get some more sleep," Vincent remarked, with his eyes still closed and a peaceful look on his face.
"Did I wake you up?" Eve asked him and felt his arm around her waist, pulling her closer.
"I did," Vincent replied and pressed his lips on Eve's forehead.
His lips felt tender on her skin, and she heard him ask, "Is your body doing okay?"
Eve nodded, "It is," and she snuggled closer to his chest, and he placed his chin on top of her head.
