In the dark room, they couldn't see each other's faces. Their profiles and the shyness in Hilla's eyes were blurred.
Bruce was sleeping soundly and didn't look aggressive. Tempted by his handsome face, Hilla blinked and approached Bruce bit by bit.
She inched closer to him.
Bruce put a palm over her face and a low, hoarse voice sounded in her ear, "I'm asleep but not dead!"
Startled, Hilla got his big hand off her face and said, "I knew you aren't asleep."
In the dark, Bruce raised his eyes slightly and a faint smile crossed his lips, "So you want to take advantage of me while I'm asleep?"
"What? I just want to find out if you fall asleep or not."
Feeling abashed, Hilla wanted to draw back, but she was caught in a big hand and thrust into his arms.
Her cheek burned as she listened to his heartbeat with her face against his hot chest.
The only man Hilla had ever been intimate with till now, apart from her father, was Bruce beneath her.
