Isabel woke up early the next morning, for the first time ever seeing John asleep. He always used to be the one waking up first! If he slept at all, that is. But this night he had slept like a log, and now she could lie next to him in bed and admire his face in the morning light – his thick eyebrows, dark hair, and stubble, as well as his high cheekbones and black eyelashes.
He wasn't wearing any clothes, and his well-trained frame was like candy to her eyes... He was pouting a little with his mouth, and she couldn’t resist leaning forward, carefully placing a soft kiss on his lips. He opened his eyes, looking at her with a sleepy smile on his face.
“Hello there beautiful,” he said drowsily, pulling her closer.
“Good morning, stranger,” she smiled, nuzzling his neck. “Did you sleep wel
