Sketching Her
Tiana stirred on the bed, her eyes fluttered open, the sun was already up and the rays hit on her face, she turned to the other side and she realized that Nicklaus was no longer on the bed; her brows creased and she sat up on the bed, sending the duvet falling down to her waist, exposing her perky breasts;
''Morning, beautiful '' she turned to the window side and she smiled when she saw him sitting there with some brushes and pencils; there were other containers on the table but she could not see the contents;
''Morning baby, what are you doing? '' she asked as she came down from the bed and held the duvet over her breasts, walking lazily to where he sat;
''I'm drawing you… '' her lips fell open when she saw the masterpiece on the drawing board;