I watched Fern as he slept as peacefully as a person who has no care in the entire world. His face was free from sorry, and it looked so handsome, that I ache to touch him.
The peaceful expression he had on his face, made me smile brightly. I felt proud of myself. Proud of being the one who caused this expression on his face.
It was my handiwork. All mine.
"If you are through with your admiration, can I open my eyes now?" Fern opened his eyes.
Startled, I almost fell on the floor— I happened to be lying close to the end. As Fern took up all space. But he stopped me from falling, by wrapping his hand around me.
"What a clumsy Alpha." He smiled at me, "you are one cute clumsy Alpha who can't tell the difference between a person who's sleeping, and the one pretending to be sleeping." He laughed at poor old me.
"Your eyes were closed." I pointed out, "there was no way for me to know you are awake," I pout.
