Cole

I turned to face her and saw her hand rested on her chin as she watched at me. I couldn't help but admire the sight.

The sight of her on the bed, soft, innocent, was so fucking beautiful that I clenched my jaw hard, fighting the sudden swell of emotions in my chest.

I stared down at her lips, they were so full and pink. I knew she would never put on a lipstick, but her lips were perpetually pink like she always wore one. I couldn't help but imagine how it would taste like, how it would feel on mine. And how she would let out a moan....