Morning came too soon for Angel. He blinked his eyes open, and stared at the King sleeping next to him. They were facing each other with the King’s arm thrown over him, so he didn’t have to move for him to look at him to his heart’s content. He looked so handsome in sleep, with his muscles relaxed and not pulled in a frown. Not that he wasn’t handsome when he was awake. He was just breathtaking in sleep.
Angel pressed his chest with his hand as his heart pounded loudly as if it wanted to explode out of his chest. He was afraid that the King might hear it. But he continued to sleep.
Angel closed his eyes enjoying the little moment of bliss, being so close to him. He breathed in his scent, and he felt his body flame – responding to the King’s nearness.
Damn…Angel bit his bottom lip a
