Safe In His Arms

Jaxon's P.O.V

I couldn't care less about the movie playing on the screen. My attention is completely stolen by the sleeping angel on my lap,”Valentina”. I'm thinking waves and I’m elated by the steady, relaxed and beautiful look she has been exuding all this while. I like that she felt comfy around me. I can’t hide but say every gaze I had upon her was graduating my crush levels for her striking beauty.

Her hair is soft, like silk slipping through my fingers. I twirl a strand around my finger, watching it spring back into place. My gaze drifts lower. Her long, toned legs stretch across the couch, and I have to force myself to look away before my thoughts go down a dangerous path.

Damn. I need to control myself.

When the movie finally ends, I glance around the room. Everyone else is asleep, bodies sprawled in awkward positions. I sigh, knowing there's no way I'm leaving Val down here.