Luciana watched the steady rise and fall of Alessandro's chest through his fitted gray t-shirt. She tiptoed over to her clothes making sure to never let Alessandro's face out of her sight. She leaned over the bed, looking away for a moment as her fingertips grasped for the familiar feel of her cotton. Movement jerked in the lower corner of her eyes. Alessandro's eyes twitched, as if he could sense the intrusion into his personal space. Luciana had never noticed his eyelashes before. Entranced by the length of them, the light fluttering went unnoticed. Luciana's face had been unconsciously moving closer to his, wet hair leaving tiny wet kisses of water against his cheeks. Her hands were clutching her clothes that sat on the edge of the bed that was pushed against the wall. Luciana fell bac
