Chapter 35
Marcus Pierce
My mate's head is rested against my bare chest, his eyes softly shut and his lips slightly parted. His hair is messy, sticking up in every direction. His cheeks are flushed, giving him that innocent look, like a kid. Nigel's arm is draped across my stomach, and he makes that clicking sound with his mouth. There's a slight drool on the corner of his mouth. I laugh silently, shaking my head as I stare at my sleeping mate. I begin tapping his nose, forehead, and cheeks, appreciating his beauty. I woke up an hour ago, and yes, I've been watching my mate sleep since I opened my eyes. It's still dark outside, considering it's just five in the morning. He moves gently, draping his other arm across my stomach and he snuggles closer, burying his nose in the crook of my ne
