Davis woke up earlier than Jessica. Staring at the sleeping beauty for a moment, he sighed, solidifying the silent decision in his heart—it was time to plan the official wedding for her.
With a feather-light kiss on her cheek, he quietly stepped out of bed, entered the bathroom, and had a quick bath before changing into comfy wear.
Returning to the room, he noticed she had stirred in her sleep and thrown the duvet aside. He shook his head helplessly as he walked over to the bed.
He bent down and pulled the duvet over her properly before tucking it in. His gentle gaze flickered across her face. "Seems too tired," he murmured, removing a few strands of hair from her face.
He stretched out his hand and picked up his phone from the nightstand, his gaze flicking to her face before he turned and made his way to the balcony in light steps.
Outside on the balcony, he shut the door quietly behind him.
