Chapter 163 - Hundred And Sixty Three
The first rays of dawn crept through the heavy drapes, painting the room in soft hues of gold and rose. Suzy stirred, her eyes fluttering open. She turned her head and saw Ryan, still asleep beside her. His breathing was even and gentle, his face relaxed and peaceful. His hair, slightly disheveled, fell across his forehead, some strands obscuring his eyes. Suzy reached out a hand, her fingers brushing softly against his cheek, gently pushing the stray hairs aside. He looked so handsome, so vulnerable in his sleep.
She felt a warmth spread through her chest as she watched him. A soft smile touched her lips. She carefully eased herself out of bed, trying not to disturb him. She wanted to start her day, to get back to work, but she hesitated, reluctant to leave him.
As she was about to step away from the bed, Ryan’s hand reached out and gently pulled her back. He nuzzled his face against her back, his breath warm against her nightgown. "Don’t go," he mumbled, his voice thick with sleep. "Stay... stay a little longer."
Suzy chuckled softly, a warm, affectionate sound. She turned to face him, her heart melting at the sight of his sleepy face. He looked so boyish, so endearing. She lay back down beside him, her fingers tracing the line of his jaw. "Aren’t you supposed to be in your study by now?" she teased gently.
Ryan opened his eyes slowly, a lazy smile spreading across his face. "Well," he murmured, his voice still heavy with sleep, "I don’t want to go."
Suzy raised an eyebrow playfully. "Oh really?" she asked. "And what’s stopping you?"
Ryan grinned, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well," he said, his voice low and suggestive, "I’m sure Davis will bring me some important message that will get me out of bed eventually."
Suzy laughed, a light, melodic sound. "Well, he usually does, doesn’t he?" she replied, her eyes twinkling.
"Mmmm," Ryan hummed in agreement, pulling her closer. He rolled over gently, so that he was on top of her, his weight supported by his arms. Suzy gasped softly, her hands instinctively going to his chest. He looked at her, his eyes filled with warmth and affection. "Until then," he murmured, his voice husky, "in the meantime... I want to bask in the beauty of my beloved."