William's POV

 

“Good morning Ava,” I greeted her, setting the tray of bread on the bed side table.

 

She squinted her eyes adorably and yawned, stretching lazily. The sun rose slowly over the horizon, casting a warm orange glow through the window, around the room and enhancing the features of Ava's face and her curvy body.

 

“Good morning, William,” she said in a tired voice and sat up. She then smiled at me for a while as I adjusted the food on the tray. “You look really handsome today.”

 

I raised the corners of his lips to a smirk and brought the tray to her.

 

She turned to look at...