-Dominic-
Golden threads of morning light glow through my window and I squint my eyes.
As I try to turn around to avoid the glare, I feel something.
Alaina.
She lays probably a few inches away from me, eyes closed in a peaceful sleep.
God, shes even angelic in her sleep.
Moving a few strands of hair from her face, her body stirs before relaxing completely.
Her arm reaches out to me and I start panicking.
It runs along my stomach and I tense.
What is she doing?
Looking at her again, she hasn't moved and she is 100% asleep.
Her arms tighten around me and I feel weirdly relaxed.
It just feels so safe.
I close my eyes, placing my arm over my face and ignore whats happening, trying to fall asleep before I hear a quiet mumble.
Removing my arm, I turn to look at her and shes still sleeping from what I can see, but she has the slightest smile on her face as her arms tighten that little bit more.
There's a sliver of light shining directly on her face and she is just beyond gorgeous.
She mumbles again but its completely muffled by the covers.
"Dom-" she whispers as her eyes shoot open.
"Good morning, beautiful."
"Hey." she murmurs, hiding her face. "Why are you looking at me like that? I just woke up I probably look like shit."
"Never."
Peering at me from under my covers, I see the smile form on her face.
"So, you watch people sleep often?" she yawns.
I chuckle, turning away. Standing up, I make my way to the bathroom.
After brushing my teeth, I walk back in to see the stunning woman on my bed, laid down on her phone, biting her lip like shes concentrating.
Fuck.
Shaking my head, I walk over to her and she looks up to me, grinning again.
She makes grabby hands at me like a toddler, and I pull her up as she laughs.
"Food?"
"I'm not hungry." she whines.
"Pancakes?" I watch her eyes light up a little and that's my answer.
Grabbing all the ingredients from my cabinets, I start mixing and putting them in a pan.
I turn around and shes sat at the counter, resting her head on her hand, just looking at me.
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RomanceI step behind her, keeping eyes on her in the huge mirror before us. Clasping the zipper, her body tenses from the cold rings across my fingers. Achingly slow, I start closing her dress, placing a single kiss on her shoulder before looking back up...