C154 Demand

Next morning, Hazel opened her eyes slowly, yawning as she stretched. She was lying on Francisco’s chest, his arm cradling her head. As she shifted, she felt his palm resting on her belly. Hazel looked up at the ceiling, then turned to gaze at Francisco’s sleepy face.

It was the first time she had seen him still asleep. He had really long lashes, and his expression was so serene, almost boyish