298. Precious

The new morning brought a sense of relaxation, bathed in the warm glow of the sun. Unlike usual, it was Noah who awoke early this time. As he opened his eyes, Jemma's face greeted him, an unusual sight. Her fingers lingered in his hair, and her eyes were peacefully closed. A warmth filled his heart; she had slept while soothingly caressing his hair the previous night.

Gently, Noah sat up, carefully lifting Jemma in his arms. He walked towards the bedroom and tenderly placed her on the bed. Sitting at the edge, he couldn't help but gaze at her pretty face, a serene expression captured in the morning light. Noah found himself appreciating the simple beauty of the moment. He was so close to her that their breaths mingled, which stirred Jemma awake. Her eyes opened lazily, and she found Noah gazing at her with a deep intensity. The room seemed to hold its breath; a quiet moment suspended in time as their eyes met.

He placed his warm hand on her cheek and asked in a low voice, "Did you sle