C22 Caring For Her Anyways
Seraphina stirred slightly, letting out a faint mumble, and his heart stopped.
He froze, holding his breath, watching as her eyes fluttered briefly before she shifted deeper into the couch. A small sigh escaped her lips, and she stilled again.
He exhaled quietly, continuing his task, a small, tender smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
When he was finished, her hair was no longer wet
