This is war

#Chapter12 This is war

After a night of awful sleep, I open my eyes feeling too hot. When trying to move to the side of the bed, I fully understand what is happening; he is sleeping next to me. I feel like pushing him until he falls out of bed, but the truth is that he looks incredibly handsome asleep.

His black hair is pretty messy but in a very sexy way. It's the first time I've stopped to see how long her lashes are. And not to mention that barely grown beard that fits him perfectly. My gaze travels over her body, only covered by the boxer he is wearing. The lower line is marked with a broad and worked back, and even his buttocks are toned. His work and masculine legs are difficult to ignore, and I can only imagine him without clothes to continue discovering his attributes. I take a deep breath to try to keep my sanity. He is perfect.