"...OK, I'm sleepy, but... should I get out of bed first? Then you can keep sleeping?" she cautiously suggested.
However...
It had no effect. She couldn't tell if he disagreed or had fallen back asleep and didn't hear her. Instead, the arm wrapped around her pulled her closer. Heather's eyes widened, almost colliding with his face. She stopped just in time, avoiding pressing her face against his.
Still...
It wasn't much different from actually pressing against him!
Her face was now practically grazing against him. If she barely tilted her head, her eyes would land on his lips.
This was her chance for an extremely close observation, her gaze locked onto him.
Physical appearances might change, but the shape of one's lips...
The hand resting against him raised slightly, trembling as it traced lightly over his lips, outlining their shape.
It's uncanny…
How could there be two people in the world so similar?
