Ruan's eyes fluttered open to the dim light above his head. He tried stretching his arms but noticed one was tucked beneath Jax's head, which was covered with a blanket. A smile curved his lips as he gently pulled the cover away.
Jax looked peaceful—adorable, even. So different from how tense he'd been on the plane, eyes flickering with worry every time he glanced at Ruan.
"So cute," Ruan whispered, gazing at him. The gentle curve of his full lips, the slight uptilt of his nose, and the thick dark lashes made Ruan's fingers itch to trace his face. But he hesitated, not wanting to wake him.
He withdrew his hand and instead reached for the phone and menu beside the bed. His stomach had been growling since they arrived, but exhaustion had knocked him out before he could even think about food. It was nearing nighttime now, and he couldn't hold back the hunger any longer. Jax was likely starving too—they'd both passed out from the road trip.
