Boyfriends

Justin's POV

I stared at Rachael's face with admiration in my eyes, she had cried herself to sleep— in my arms. I was afraid if I woke her up, she would remember her parents betrayal once more.

Staring at her up close, I realize how pretty she is.. the slave clothe didn't do her any good. She's beautiful.

Rays of sunlight got into the room through the window and shined on her face, i frowned lifting up my hands and used it to shield her from the rays. I don't want her waking up, not when she looks so peaceful and pretty.

Her eyes fluttered open, and she yawned while rubbing her eyes and stretching a bit. I chuckled, she reminded me of a cute bunny.

"What it my palm hovering above your eyes, or the sun rays that woke you up?" I questioned as she sat up.

"Sun rays? It was dark outside mot too long ago." She replied, sitting up immediately and staring out the windows frantically. "Did I.. did I sleep in your arms last night?" She asked bewildered.

"Yes, you did." I answered simply.