When Nico's eyes opened and met mine. I panicked. It's like I got caught staring and fantasizing at someone I shouldn't. My breathing stop when Nico caresses my cheeks. His fingers trailed the tip of my nose down to my lips. Then he lifted himself a little to steal a morning kiss from my lips.
Nico's head and upper body fell back on our bed. He smiled at me. The gorgeous curve on his lips is an indication of a new beginning. I don't know if he have forgotten about what happened to him and Papa Bishop or he's just faking his cheerfulness.
"Breakfast is served downstair," I said. I dip my lips to his. Unlike his more kiss. Mine is deeper and more passionate. I wanted my body to feel all the electricity he's capable of giving me. The natural ecstacy that I get to taste on his lips. I want
