Mason Nightshade crouched by the bed, gently patting Aurelia Shaw, his voice soft as he called her, "Get up and take a shower, okay?"
Aurelia Shaw shifted her position, burrowing her head further into the blanket, showing no signs of waking up.
Mason picked her up, his fingers brushing over her eyes and eyelashes, "Get up and take a shower, hmm? Or would you rather keep sleeping and let me wash you?"
Aurelia's eyelashes fluttered as she opened her eyes, a dreamy layer of sleepiness clouding her gaze, the corners of her eyes slightly raised, revealing a hint of defiance and arrogance.
"You're dreaming!" she said.
Mason chuckled softly, his laughter resonating in his chest, "I've always dreamt beautifully."
Aurelia noticed the slight frown on her brow as she looked at his chest, then jumped off his lap, "I'll go shower."
She glanced around the room.
