• DREVON •
Eloise was fast asleep, whereas I was yet to close my eyes. I have been watching her sleep for a long time now. Monitoring the slow rise and fall of her chest, she'd move several times, and many times she'd find her way on top of me.
She looked so peaceful when she slept, and I wondered what she dreamed of. Did she dream of me? I sure hope so, even in her sleeping hours, I hope to be there.
Eloise's back faced me, and I couldn't resist touching her, my hand gliding down her spine. I felt goosebumps rise on her skin, so I moved closer, lips on where my mark is, and my hand stroking her soft skin.
Every time I touched her, it was like I touched something that shouldn't exist. She was rare, even to feel her against me and hear her speak felt like I was blessed to be alive.
I'm glad I exist in the realm, and I mulled how my life would have been if I hadn't met her.
