My eyes flicker as I moan. My hands caress my lids before I free them open. Strong sunlight has poured and seeped into the bedroom through the wide glassy window. Small cars appear walking in grey surfaces in the distance as the green areas fill my morning vision. I turn around to find my sleeping angel; his hair is messier than usual and I almost giggle knowing that I'm responsible. His eyelids are flapping as my eyes fall on his slightly parted lips.

The sheet has covered half of his chest while the rest is exposed to the glitter of the ambient light. I look around the room in the daylight and I groan at the terrible mess that surrounds the bed. Clothes are scattered around the floor, the covers of the bed and decorative pillows are thrown on the ground. I frown knowing that I'll have to clear it up.

I stay in bed for a while; admiring my angel, sensing the warmth of the sun heating my skin, hearing sweet lullabies from out the window. I sit up and flinch as a throbbing pain crushes through me. I bite my lip standing up. It goes away quickly as I get dressed. I dismiss the thought of tidying up the room hating the possibility of waking him up.

Slowly, I tiptoe to the door and shut it closed silently. I walk through the corridors and, fortunately, I find my way to the gleaming cyclic staircase that literally glows under the sunshine. I reach the kitchen and eat a small crisp croissant when a small movement catches my eye; I move towards the side of the kitchen looking around. An elderly woman walks towards the back of the house and I decide to follow her. At the way, I blink as strong light washes over me. I glance at the side and gasp.

A garden unfolds in front of me; a path of petite stones is encircled by small bushes and flowers; roses, orchids, sunflowers, and lilies. I walk loving the sound my footsteps create against the ground while I admire the beauty of nature. The sunlight has casted shadows but mostly; they are all shining. I gaze up seeing the sea from afar as it connects with the crystal blue sky. The sun has casted a rosy hue across it.

Only then do I realize it's afternoon; I don't remember the time we fell asleep. The air strokes my cheeks when a running figure appears in my peripheral vision. I scowl until I see my angel walking to me. I grin but just before I have the opportunity to speak; he hammers his lips on mine swaying me. I take hold of his arms to avoid the fall as he devours all of me not letting me go.

"Oh my God, I thought you left," He says once he breaks the kiss. I pant frowning.

"What? Why would I do that?" He shakes his head as his eyes browse around the scenery.

"I don't know, I thought you regretted what we did yesterday and left me," The rays of sunlight bright up his face; his blonde hair is glistening like gold.

"Well, still here," I murmur choosing to neglect his crazy speculation. I look at the flowers passing my fingers between them in a soft stroke.

"I still can't believe what we did last night," His soft voice causes a grin to find its way to the lips he just kissed. I look back at him; his eyes glued to mine swimming in happiness like the night we got back together. His arms are crossed in his chest, his head tilted to the side with a smile on his kissable lips.

"Yea," I mutter walking in the depth of the garden. He stays silent; only the sound of my footsteps disturbing the calmness. I glance back at him as his smile hasn't left his face and his eyes are glowing more and more by the second.

"What?"

"You're beautiful," A blush graces my cheeks at his words and I disconnect our gazes clearing my throat lightly. My fingers touch the delicate petal of the colorful flowers. At the sound of steps, I swirl around just before his lips land on mine; his hands stay on my cheeks keeping me, steadily, his loving hostage.

His forehead rests against my own. I feel our connected skin burn in the sweet warmth of the afternoon. His eyes are staring down at me and I find myself searching for something in them.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He grins brushing his noise in mine.

"I just can't believe it," He whispers upon my lips. "You're my life,"

I grin, happily, looking at my angel before I cover his hands on mine and stand on my toes to kiss him. He leans on me deepening the kiss as one of his hands drops to the curve of my spine. I crawl into his arms wrapping him, tightly, with mine.

"You're the best thing that has ever happened to me," He confesses and I squeeze him.

"You too," I say gazing up to meet his eyes. "You're my angel," His lips curve upwards in a grin.

"You know, I used to call you that too," He admits. "The way you acted and brought the best in me, I think it's pretty appropriate," I lock my eyes resting my head on his chest listening to his stable angelic heartbeat. His chin touches the top of my head while his fingers run above the fabric of my dress, folding it and refolding it in their movement.

"I'm hungry," The words blurt out of my lips causing a chuckle to serenade my ears. He bents and lifts me up in his arms. A squeal escapes before I wound my hands around his neck.

"I can walk," I giggle tangling my fingers in his gleaming blonde-golded hair. His eyelashes send small shadows down on his cheeks; his eyes glowing with happiness and vitality. I missed this.

"So you can flee and I'm left looking for you? No, thank you," A feather of a kiss touches his cheek as I place a soft kiss.

"I wasn't going to leave." He sets me on the counter and I wrap my legs around him when he moves trying to walk away.

"Going somewhere?" He laughs lightly glancing at the way I have trapped him. His lips caress mine until I free him.

I take another croissant and chew a bite as he moves around the kitchen. I stare at the graceful way he walks, his muscles rippling under his white shirt. I love when he wears white clothes; they are making him glow in a heavenly way reminding me with every single glimpse that he's an angel. And he's all mine.

The chocolate melts in my mouth and I lean back with my eyes closed letting my head fall back as a small moan leaves my lips at the sugary aftertaste.

"You should really stop doing that," His whisper in my ear explodes a new feeling in me. I unseal my eyes looking at his wide ones that are blanked with the emotions I was seeing last night. My knees tremble as I battle to gain my breath back.

"Unless you don't want to," He leans closer and his breath fans my dry parted lips. I sense his fingertips touching slightly my skin blazing me as they raise in their route towards the hem on my dress. He bites my lip as I stare at his blue ocean eyes. My body ignites and burns like never before, almost in a pleasant yet somehow painful way.

"You could eat," He suggests as his tongue runs along my lips. "Or we could go upstairs." My eyes widen and smirk forms on his lips that have the power to make me faint at the sight.

My lashes flutter as he continues his assault on me and I'm on a daze; I can't speak or think anything but feel his skin over mine. Only His fire on my flesh just like yesterday night. Memories haunt me all over again; his eyes following mine asking my permission to go further, questing my surety in case I had changed my mind but I didn't.

"You need to tell me," His sensual tone quivers my body bringing me in the reality.

"I think I prefer the latter," I manage to shutter between gasps. His lips smile against mine but before his arms can lift me on him, his phone rings. The second our bodies disconnect, I feel dazzled as if I hit the hard ground painfully after a high jump.

"I think I jinxed it," He chuckles at my words before he answers the call.

"What's up?" A murmur fills the other line of his cell phone as I watch him cautiously.

"Wait, she's with me," He says on the phone and turns to me. "They are all meeting up, do you want to go?" I nod. After a few seconds, he hangs up returning his full attention back to me.

"Reschedule then?" A tingling sensation travels down my spine as smile in agreement.