The Host: Three little wordsWanda's P.O.VMore Like This
I was awake, but I didn't open my eyes yet. I wanted to enjoy this peaceful moment just a little bit longer. Enjoy the soft mattress beneath me, enjoy Ian's presence right beside me and the light sound of his snoring.
After a while I finally decided to open my eyes. I could see a weak beam of sunlight seeping through a crack in the ceiling; it was morning. I was warmer where the sunrays touched my body, but that didn't compare to the warmth I felt inside, having the person I love most lying right beside me. I smiled to myself. I could feel one of Ian's long arms stretched out across my belly, and the other one rested right above his head. His snoring, not so light this time, broke the peaceful silence, and I almost couldn't stop myself from giggling. I put a hand in front of my mouth to suppress the giggle. His raven hair was a mess, and I brushed some hair shafts away from his pale forehead and gave him a soft peck, and as carefully as I could, I removed his arm from my