Vasili
When I woke up I found Edward on my chest, his legs tangled with mine and the sheets wrapped around our bodies like that of a Roman statue. He was in between consciousness and unconsciousness as his eyes fluttered open and close. He was mumbling but I could barely understand. His long curls were spread on my chest like a blanket and he just looked utterly gorgeous to me.
His ring was still on his finger and I was pretty sure it would be a cold day in hell before he would consider to take it off.
"Hungry," he mumbled out and finally opened his eyes to look at me. His hazel blue eyes seemed so much brighter and full of joy since I saw him yesterday. Everything about him looked amazing. His skin had a natural glow to it that he never had back in London even his hair seemed healthier and shinier. Most importantly he did not look stressed or worried anymore. He genuinely smiled and I loved that he had a good recharge. I wished he could stay this way forever.
