Aurora
The sun shone through the window into the house casting beautiful rays around. It was probably 7 a.m., but the sun was just getting up in the sky. I made hot coffee, two cups of it and took one to Mr Frostbite on his bed.
The smell of coffee woke him up. His scattered hair made him look hot and sexy as he sat down on the bed and yawned. His bare torso gave me a splint of joy. I have found myself a husband, or so I thought. His fairly carved lips and brows were perfect, making him look like a villain in a love story.
He yawned again and raised a brow. “Is something on my face?” He asked.
I smiled and handed him a cup of coffee. “Yes, too much handsomeness. I don’t know where you got it from.” I sat on the white chair and crossed my legs. I took a sip and burnt my tongue. I pre
