Probably because she's been busy lately, or perhaps because she had too much fun last night, after dinner, Natalie Vaughn felt a wave of drowsiness coming over her.
The sun was just right today, and Natalie lazily yawned.
"I want to lie by the window."
The room was warm, and the blanket by the window was thick enough, so Zane Thorne didn't refuse. He picked up Natalie with the thin blanket.
The wine they didn't drink last night became something that made this afternoon nap even deeper. Natalie knew how to enjoy herself, leaning against Zane, taking a small sip, and snuggling into his warmth as she drifted off to sleep.
Natalie slept sweetly, the fine hairs on her face visible in the sunlight, her long, curly eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her eyelids. Seeing her so well-behaved could soften anyone's heart.
It's just that her cheeks were a little less fleshy than before, she's become quite thin.
