Only a Dream 28Sarah sat on the couch, running her hands contentedly through her husband's baby fine, blond hair. Sometimes she couldn't help but feel seethingly jealous of that hair...but he seemed to enjoy playing with hers nearly as much as she did playing with his. At the moment, however, his eyes were closed, his chest rising and falling steadily. For being an immortal, he seemed to enjoy his sleep as much as any human.Only a Dream 283 years ago in Romance More Like This
She continued to stroke gently through his hair as she watched the firelight play across his face. He wasn't handsome...his nose was too big, for one thing. And his chin was too pointy. His eyes were mismatched, and they had the unsettling ability to look straight down into a person. No, he would never have made it as a model...even though he loved glitter more than any prima donna. But, even without being beautiful in the conventional way, he still had a presence...it had drawn her to him even back when she was fifteen and hormonal.
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