As the first light of dawn crept into the room, Irwin slowly opened his eyes, greeted by the serene sight of Eisley nestled comfortably in his arms. Her presence was soothing to his soul. He couldn't help but run his fingers gently through her soft, sandy brown hair, which was styled in a charmingly dishevelled bun.
His gaze lingered on her delicate eyes, the gentle curve of her nose, the soft roundness of her cheeks, and her lips that seemed to hold a soft smile. There was an inexplicable comfort that Eisley brought into his life.
Even after countless mornings of waking up beside her, Irwin remained charmed by Eisley's beauty.
"Love? I wouldn't beat you to that. What do I know about love? However, She's not someone I want to play around with, be careful how you approach my wife." He remembered his words to Magnus.
Irwin took a deep breath, looking at the white ceiling for a brief moment, he lowered his gaze at Eisley wrapped in his arms.
