The man's fingers gently threaded through her damp, cool hair cascading over her shoulders. Lowering his eyes, he gazed at her utterly exhausted expression and chuckled softly, "If only you could be this obedient all the time."
Norris Moore lifted her eyelids to glance at him, letting out a faint, weary huff to show her disdain for his comment.
Trenton Smith looked at her, chuckling a few times, shaking his head. He wrapped her in a warm bath towel and carried her out of the bathroom.
Norris sprawled across the bed, staring at the sun rising high in the sky. Her whole body felt slack and devoid of energy.
The man sat beside her, using a dry towel to gently rub her hair. Seeing her on the verge of falling asleep, he nudged her, "Don't sleep yet. Dry your hair first, then sleep."
Norris let out a soft hum.
