Petal POV
The next morning Ethan and I woke up early. We had a good night's sleep. I thought I wouldn't be able to fall asleep after what happened last night but luckily I did. With Ethan by my side, I felt protected and no one would be able to hurt me.
"Let me help you." Ethan offered to help me comb my hair.
Taking the brush from me, I watched as he gently combed my long hair.
"It's soft like silk." Ethan complimented me and I only smiled.
Looking at its length, I thought about how I never let my hair grow this long my whole life. I don't like long hair but Ethan does, he never told me not to cut it, but could see how much he likes it to be long, because whenever I tie my hair up, he always unties it and asks me to leave it down.
The sensation of the brush combing through my hair followed by his fingers gently massaging my scalp was making me feel sleepy but I didn't ask him to stop, I was enjoying the moment and didn't want it to end.
