Soft breaths filled with the smell of alcohol mingled with the closeness of them. For Avelyn, it was more than enough to lose her senses. His eyes gazing right at her soul lured her closer and closer, till their lips got the soft touch of one another.
Hayden pulled Avelyn towards him like the distance between them was far too much for him to bear. She snaked her trembling hands around his neck while he ran his hands through her hair.
With heavy breaths fanning their faces, they stared at each other. Somehow, Avelyn couldn't recall how she ended up on Hayden's lap, but she didn't care about that at all. Hayden's hands were still around her waist.
The night went on, and Avelyn woke up with a light headache. It vanished into the thin air when she was met with the sleeping beauty - I mean, sleeping prince! In his state, although Hayden looked like a mess, Avelyn chose to admire the way he looked. A small smile spread across her face.
Hayden stirred in his sleep and finally opened his eyes. He saw Avelyn, and stared at her for a whole minute. "Avelyn!" He croaked out in surprise and a frown came across his face.