Chapter Twenty-eight

FUCK! He's really handsome even in his sleep, I told myself as I kept on looking at Lenos' face. 

I saw Lenos sleeping on the couch when I left the guest room the next morning. I couldn't stop myself from going near him. He was wearing a white v-neck shirt and a pajama bottom. 

After ten years, I had a chance to examine his face again. 

His look didn't really change at all. His deep eyes. His long and thick lashes. His aristocratic nose. His chiseled jaw. His red and kissable lips. The mole on his left temple. I used to love staring at his gorgeous face.

“Good morning.”

I almost jumped in shock when I heard Lenos' voice. He opened his eyes and I automa