Hera and Dominic found themselves lying on their side, facing each other. They hadn't said a word since they came to her ward. But their eyes were gleamed with content, their smile cemented on their faces. Their hands entwined in between them.
They imagined themselves doing all sorts of things once everything was over. However, here they were, lying and just staring at each other without saying a word.
"Pfft —" Hera couldn't help but laugh, making his eyes squint as if he understood what made her laugh. She bit her lips, trying to stop herself from grinning.
"I thought you were going to strip me naked when you locked the door," she giggled.
"I also thought too," he admitted with a soothing chuckle. "But we're not in a hurry anymore, are we?"
"No, we're not."
"I want to look at you more."
"What do you see on my face?"
"Beauty."
The corners of her eyes creased, running her tongue across her inner cheek. "How pretty?"
