He looked at her, lying on the bed, so small against it, and her gray eyes seemed to want to close. However, she didn't seem willing to give in to the fatigue she obviously felt. He lay on his side, facing her, their hands intertwined, and he got up to throw the blanket over her body, lightly kissing her lips and hearing her heart race.

That made him feel... unique.

"Sleep," he said to her, gently caressing her face with the tips of his fingers; her skin was so soft and silky. ...