I woke up feeling well-rested for the first time in many days. A smile curved at the corners of my lips as my eyelids fluttered open, taking in the sunbeams that were peeking through the curtains. I sighed, stretching my body a little before turning to my side to look at my mate.
He was sleeping, his eyes were closed and he looked serene at that moment. Not that he didn't look like he was at peace all the time. Lorenzo had this ridiculous ability to keep smiling in all situations. He never loses his cool unless it is something gravely serious.
I let my eyes drink in his features, up close, a few inches away from his face. There are two things that I wished I had from him. One, his thick fringe of curly lashes. Two, his full, plump lips. It feels like the world is so cruel that I get to
