158 — Give him pleasure

I wake up to a loud sigh and the rustling of curtains. I can’t say I’m a light sleeper, but today, even the fall of a feather seems to make me open my heavy, sleepy eyes... and I find Desmond’s broad back just right there, on the balcony, with the moonlight illuminating his skin.

Standing up softly, I approach with slow steps, hoping that he will turn and greet me with his usual brilliant smile. B