His strong arm wrapped around her in his arms, long, curled eyelashes, and slightly disheveled short hair.
As he slept, he looked like a charming fallen angel...
With the wickedness of a demon and the purity of an angel, he possessed a Lucifer-like beauty.
Anna Jadwin reached out with a finger, gently brushing his rose-colored lips.
Suddenly her fingertip stung, caught in his biting mouth.
His blood-red tongue brushed against her finger pad, Wayne Bailey opened his enchanting eyes, staring intently at her.
Anna Jadwin's heart constricted as if held by a clamp, unable to breathe properly: "Wayne Bailey... when did you wake up?"
Wayne Bailey usually woke up early, but now he stayed in bed with her every day, watching her sleep in his arms, not wanting to move! He wanted to hold her like this, growing old together!
"Before you started peeking at me."
His deep voice was like a cello...
