The next morning, I woke up wrapped in Lucien’s arms. And I woke up before he did, so I used the opportunity to stare at his face for a very long time.
His lashes were long. Maybe even longer than mine was. He had thick dark brows, beautiful eyes, straight nose and thin lips.
He looked so handsome, especially this morning. I couldn’t help touching his face, and kissing him in his sleep.
He stirred awake, and I blinked, watching him slowly wake up.
“Morning, my queen.” He kissed the top of my head, yawning as if he was still tired.
Well, after last night, there was no way he wouldn’t be tired.
“Did you sleep well?”
“Absolutely. I had the best dream ever too.”
“So what did you dream about? Me?” I teased and surprisingly, he nodded.
“I dreamt about mini you.”
“Mini me?” I laughed.
