DARREN

Later that night, I fed Juliana her dinner. She had been doing so well today. She woke up sick, but after drinking some water and eating a few crackers, she was doing okay and was now hungry again.

She parted those fuckable lips when I raised the fork to her mouth. I groaned as she wrapped them around the utensil, a blush staining her pretty cheeks.

“So beautiful,” I murmured.

She was. With that pretty blush staining her cheeks, the flames from the fire reflected in her eyes, and her hair falling loosely around her shoulders, she was easily the most beautiful woman I’d ever laid my fucking eyes...