“Oh.”
I didn’t know why part of me felt a little disappointed by that notion. Hell, if anything, I should have been relieved. Husband or not, I didn’t know Alexander well enough to feel okay going that far with him.
At least…Not yet.
I rounded the bed and climbed onto the mattress, allowing my body to sink into the sheets. I was a little uneasy at first. But as soon as I closed my eyes, I felt the heavy weight of sleep pull me under. From that point on, my breathing gradually deepened.
[Third-Person POV]
In all honesty, Alexander had been downright startled earlier. He had absolutely no idea that Evelyn would have returned back to his room so quickly, or at all for that matter.
He hadn’t forgotten their earlier conversation – seeing the raw emotion in her eyes still left him feeling bothered and mildly regretful.
He truly believed that the trials were necessary. What he hadn’t counted on was Evelyn having the know-how to figure them out so swiftly.
And in the end, she was still willing to stay beside me and promised to keep to herself.
As Evelyn fell into a deeper sleep, Alexander chose to remain awake for a time. While he was propped up, he decided to grab the book off his nightstand and read for a little while.
Every few pages, he caught himself glancing next to him to watch her. The corner of his mouth slowly curved upward with curious intrigue. As time passed, Evelyn began tossing and turning in her sleep. Her dreams were making her restless and before he knew what
to do, the young woman had wrapped herself around him.
Alexander went completely stiff as her whole front was buried into his side. He didn’t dare try to wake her.
It didn’t take long for his mind to wander back to when the two of them were in the bathroom together. It was all quite amusing and rather deceiving of him in a way. Apart from putting her through that one trial, Alexander was genuinely curious as to what his new wife looked like underneath her clothing.
She was hesitant and bashful.
Absolutely beautiful.
He recalled the gentle yet firm touch of her hands on his back. Her warm and steady breath hitting his skin…The innocent mistake of her fingers grazing against the growing hardness of his cock.
Alexander muffled a groan as Evelyn’s hands unconsciously pawed at his lower abdomen as she slept. It was by no means difficult for him to desire her.
The woman was hardly doing anything and parts of him were already stirring to life. He had to get a grip or else.
Too late…I’m already aroused.
“Fuck,” he whispered to himself.
[Evelyn’s POV]
My God, I couldn’t remember the last time I slept so soundly.
I was so warm and felt so safe. For a moment, I thought I was back in my old room. Some of my limbs were still aching from the previous day’s events and I was in no mood to get up anytime soon.
Slowly, I stretched my legs and arms, gaining a feel for my surroundings. A soft groan slipped from my lips as my body sank, graciously back into the soft mattress.
Suddenly, another strange sound broke through the silence, causing my eyes to crack open. The room was still fairly dark with only a few slivers of light streaming through the window shades.
I lifted my head in hopes of seeking out the source of the noise.
“Mmhh.”
Several hundreds of chills raced down my spine as my heart stalled in my chest. That soft, warm mattress I’d been sleeping on this whole time was, in fact, a far cry from a literal mattress. It was Alexander.
My bottom lip trembled in shock before I took it between my lips and softly bit down. Had I seriously been sleeping on him this entire time?
For someone who was so well-built and muscular, Alexander had been the perfect cushion for me to rest on. Of course, I could fairly guess that he wasn’t going to feel the same way about such an assessment.
I tried to slowly lift myself off of Alexander without the chance of waking him up. A sudden breeze danced over my skin, making me shiver. I was already missing the heat that his body was providing.
I calmly glanced down at myself and nearly let out a sharp gasp.
Jesus Christ…As if things couldn’t get any more troubling.
My eyes practically bugged out of my head when I saw just how exposed my chest was. My cheeks flushed with bashful heat at the thought of Alexander having felt the majority of my breasts pressed into him for the night.
Well, it’s not like he hasn’t already seen most of me naked already.
True, but it wasn’t as though he’d gotten the chance to actually touch me at the time.
Quickly, I fixed my shirt back in place and resumed my task of putting some decent space between ourselves. Just as I slid my arm away from him, Alexander started to shift and stir. Every muscle in my body froze.
The last thing I wanted was for him to think that I was some creep who was trying to watch him sleep. A minute passed and, thankfully, Alexander had fallen back into his deep sleep.
Having pulled myself up, I was able to get a better look at the man that was lying there beside me. All things considered, Alexander was a very handsome man when he wasn’t scowling. I couldn’t get over how peaceful and untroubled he looked.
“Oh…”
Amidst the process of trying to unravel myself from him, I noticed that his mask had slightly shifted. From the angle I was sitting at, the side of his face that was normally covered by the mask, the side that was known to be horribly injured from the accident, appeared completely normal.
I couldn’t believe it.
Before I was trying diligently to slip away from Alexander only to return to his side. I was so compelled to see what his full face looked like without the mask.
If what I was seeing was real, then that meant Alexander’s face wasn’t injured at all.
But then why wear the mask?
I silently reached my hand out for the mask that was barely hanging on the side of his cheek. Alexander must have sensed me because his eyes shot open.
My stomach flipped several times. I gently rolled back and tried to hide the growing embarrassment from my face. Alexander
slightly frowned as though he was eager to roll over and catch up on some more sleep. If I had half a mind, I would have politely excused myself and left him to the rest.
However, the man merely blinked back the exhaustion and tried to pull himself up into a sitting position.
“What were you doing?” he grumbled.
“S-Sorry,” I muttered. “It’s just…Your mask. I noticed it was sliding off your face.”
Without a word, he reached up to readjust the mask’s position on his face. I was desperate to ward off the awkward silence that filled the space.
“I, uh…Sorry if you didn’t sleep well.”
Alexander spoke without turning his glance at me. “What makes you say that?”
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