When There Is Nothing Left But Love

With a sigh of relief, I lay down and got ready to sleep.

The next morning.

I woke up earlier than usual.

Ashton had not woken up yet and he was sleeping very soundly. Even then, his sleeping posture was very pleasant to the eyes. His neat and short black hair revealing his classic facial features which were well-defined.

It was the first time that I looked at his face so carefully.

His eyelashes were very long, his lips were tightly closed and the corners of his lips were turned down slightly!

This facial expression was an indication of constant alertness.

It had been said that people who slept with this posture were persistent and insistent on getting their way.

Indeed, Ashton fitted that description.

He had a broad chest, wide shoulders, and a narrow waist. Additionally, his legs were well-proportioned and slender!

His level of alertness was extremely high even when he was sound asleep.

He opened his pitch-black eyes suddenly with not the slightest bit of sleepiness and staring straight at me.

As our eyes met, I was taken aback for a moment but quickly returned to normalcy.

After a while, his tense body relaxed. His eyes narrowed and he stretched out his hand. “Come here?”

at him in his sleep. “You get

must have gotten up early and gone to the market. The box of fruits that John brought earlier was still in the yard and

was right. They were all

too. When I was a kid, I always liked to eat that with

washed some and packed them for her. After checking the time, I sent

still in hospital, I would

to look and saw it was Ashton in grey pajamas. He was tall and slim and looked attractive even in

sleep in?” It was still early and there was

a compelling air about him. Sure

my mobile phone and told him plainly, “Later, I shall be

He embraced me from behind and his voice was raspy. “Cats tend to be irritable and cranky when they are feeling unsettled. Humans

full of suppressed desire,

I said nothing.

a man might be; he

consent, he held back no more. His hands moved around my waist and

this is the living room!” If he continued and if Mrs. Eriksen came home, we

on the shower before putting me on the edge of the bath. He put his arms around my waist as

was not surprised,

low and seductive as he caught my hands and our

We did not speak.

hour, I lay limp in his arms. He washed me and dressed me in

placed me on

the saying

called me quite a few times. While Ashton was in the bathroom, I