Vee's POV:
I wake up for a second time in this room and I feel a heavy wait on me. It takes me a second to adjust and I realise that it's Max's arm. I turn my head slightly to see his face on my pillow. He is holding me tightly, like he doesn't want to let go. I smile, feeling so happy that it's like I was never truly happy before.
I meant it when I told him I love him. It sounds bizarre because we've only been dating for a week
and I am still married to someone else. But it feels right. His eyelids flutter a bit and he opens his eyes. They are such a beautiful shade of brown, with flecks of gold in them. Then, every now and then, they change into a honey gold.
His face is sculpted with high cheek bones and a defined jawline. He has a few really faint freckles that I can see this c
