"Drakion, it's been a month and we haven't gone on a single date," Lyla muttered as she pouted, comfortably seated on Daniel's lap, her fingers playing with the buttons on his shirt.
"Oh, really?" Daniel smiled at her, his voice laced with warmth.
It had been three months since their relationship began—and if Daniel could describe it in one word, it would be epic. He had never felt such peace, such calm… such fulfillment.
Looking at the smile dancing on her face was like watching light chase away darkness in his once-lonely world. Just cuddling her felt like achieving every dream he ever had.
Watching her sleepy eyes and soft breathing, he wondered how he had ever gone through life without such a heavenly presence.
To Daniel, Lyla was more than just a lover—
She was his heaven,
His pillar,
His shadow and light.
He couldn't wait to marry her.
He wanted to place her in his home and build forever around her.
