Lily POV
Soft lips press against mine, pulling me from sleep. Tingles dance on my skin as fingers run down my cheek. My eyes flutter open and the most beautiful chocolate brown eyes stare back at me. "Good morning, my Lily." "Why do I feel like you've been up for a while?" "Will you think that I'm creepy if I say I was watching you sleep. I still can't believe you're here. I believed for so long that I would never have a fated beloved, so I keep expecting to wake up and be alone in that small, disgusting room," he says.
I cup his cheek with my hand. "I am very real and I'm yours. This isn't a dream, I promise." I pull his face down to mine and press my lips to his. The kiss is slower, but I can feel every bit of love he has for me in it. When he pulls back, he presses a peck on my nose.
