Nathalie jolted upright and with puffy eyes, she scoured around how the dappled light in the dawn graced her chambers.
'Goodness, it's already morning…' She pondered with grogginess; so much she wanted to cry in silence as she begged for more rest.
'Keith… I know he's too smart for his own good as he was much of an observant and always kept it to himself but…'
Though peering sideways, she glanced at the man beside him. His bathrobe went loose, showing so much of his sheen skin, even his battle scars never been this alluring, under the brilliance.
'Right, I almost forgot about him— no, scratch that… After all that we talked about last night….'
Nathalie thought it was such a blessing to see his body, only to get covered with a few sheets, only on the important regions of him, which prevented more of her malicious thoughts from seeping into her head.
