Claudia Ross swallowed hard, her throat still dry and speech difficult, "I'm really tired, can I rest just for tonight?"
"Sure." Wyatt Perry agreed too readily, drawing a sidelong glance from Claudia Ross.
"Really?"
She couldn't believe he was so generous.
The soft lighting shone on her face, where one could see a fine fuzz covering her delicate skin, as tempting and juicy as a peach, making one yearn for a taste.
Wyatt Perry tilted his head slightly, against the light. His facial features, as sharply defined as if carved by a knife, bore a touch of mystery, handsome enough to make it hard to look away.
His lips parted slightly, his voice carrying a bewitching charm, "Yes, really."
"That's great, go to sleep then, good night!"
Claudia Ross cheered, jumping into bed and burrowing into the covers, closing her eyes tightly like an adorable doll.
"Good night." Wyatt Perry turned off the light, kissed her face, and lay down close to her.
