Eve woke up at the feeling of a warm hand gently brushing her skin. She rubbed her eyes and turned around only to meet Alaric's gorgeous face. Her heart skipped a beat under his penetrating gaze.
"Good morning, Princess," he greeted her, his finger tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear to have a clearer view of her face.
Eve was at a loss for words. She blinked several times, wondering if she was still dreaming.
Subconsciously, she reached out, her forefinger poking Alaric's right cheek. She flinched when she touched his flesh.
'I'm not dreaming! He is real.' Eve's eyes widened, swallowing hard.
Meanwhile, Alaric cocked his eyebrow, capturing her hand. Without hesitation, he planted a gentle kiss on the back of her palm.
Eve's heart raced even faster when Alaric made that sweet gesture.
She was still in her trance when she felt his hot palm sliding on her back, caressing her delicate skin.
