Sunlight was peeking through the white curtains, hitting her curved, pale back with a morning glow. Her feet were peeking through the crumpled ivory bedsheets, and her hair was splayed over the pillow. He couldn't stop staring at her. Her soft cheeks were tinted with pink, and her nose still had a bit of red from her cold a few days before. He lifted sheets onto her back. She kept moving all night, disrupting the bed and tangling herself into the sheets. Her back was bare, she had nothing on but her underwear, which was covered up by the thick bedsheets.
As he kept watching her sleep, her features softened as the morning glow got brighter and brighter. She looked almost like an angel, the whiteness of the bed and rays of sunshine blended together to create the perfect amount of light and dark tones that accentuated her body. Her soft, peaches-like skin radiated from the sunlight hitting her through the sheer curtains. As her head rolled backwards onto a soft, crumpled pillow, the sun changed direction as a beam of light hit her in the face. Her eyes fluttered open, squinting as she noticed the beam of light hitting her face. She groaned softly, rolling back into her previous position.
“Morning sunshine,” He said.
