288. Blood!

In the peaceful embrace of an early morning, warm sunlight gently filtered through the curtains, casting a golden hue across the living room. Jemma, exhausted from the trials of the night, had settled on the floor, leaning against the couch where Noah lay asleep. She had laid her head on the edge of the couch, the soft morning light offering a serene backdrop to this unexpected moment of rest. Opening her eyes at her usual time, Jemma slowly lifted her head, taking in her surroundings with a gentle awakening. Her hand remained in Noah's grasp, nestled near his chest. She gazed at his calm face, a strange mixture of emotions swirling within her.

How charming he appeared while in sleep!

The white shirt he wore clung slightly upward, revealing a peek of his defined waist. A black waistband of brief peeked out from the waistband of his black pants. Two unbuttoned buttons teased, revealing a hint of his chest beneath. His tousled hair cascaded gently onto his forehead. Heavy eyelids shield