His voice was raspy, mixed with morning tiredness. Esme's eyes widened as he stalked forward, inching closer to the bed. His grey hues locked with hers, and she nodded, keeping her mouth shut. His eyebrows rose, a small chuckle passing through his lips as his eyes moved along the top of her head. Instantly her hands reached up, realizing her bun must look like a bird's nest. Her cheeks went bright red, as he caught her, and released another chuckle. His eyes glistened in admiration, watching her unclasp her hair, allowing it to fall down her shoulders. He walked closer, now perching on the side of the bed closest to her.