Isabella's POV
I stirred awake the next morning. The first thing I saw is my mate. My breath stuck at the sheer happiness which flowed within me for seeing him first thing in the morning.
I slowly stretched my hand as they hovered over his face, eyebrows, cheekbones and then his lips. I so wanted to touch it but I stopped myself. I was content in watching him sleep.
He looked handsome while sleeping as well. His face had a serene look. He looked so calm and composed even in his sleep. He has always been stern and serious. When he sleeps, his facial expressions relaxed.
"Don't you know staring is creepy?" I hear him. I come out of my thoughts at stare at him.
"You are awake" I state with a smile.
"I felt you when you moved slightly in my arms" he says.
"How did you know I am awake?"
