Beautiful.
Jack was truly the most beautiful man Fil had ever laid her eyes on. Be it with his eyes open or closed, be it with fire blazing in his eyes or playfulness swirling in them, he was mesmerizing. His laughter and every single tone of his voice were like music to her ear.
He was a delightful existence.
And this delightful sight had been Fil's view every waking day. His face was even the last thing she would usually see in the night.
'This is bad,' Fil told herself, hugging the pillow while keeping her eyes on the sleeping Jackson. 'Don't… entertain the thought.'
Fil pressed her lips into a thin line, watching how the soft glow of the morning shone upon his beautiful face. For some reason, this morning was too warm and cozy.
