Leanne was exhausted, and when her body touched the bed, she was ready to drift off into sleep, forgetting her usual bouts of insomnia. Curtis wrapped his arms around her, gazing at her peaceful face under the soft glow of the bedside lamp.

The room was silent in the dead of night, her breathing slow and even, reminiscent of a cat luxuriating in a lazy morning nap.

During his two years in Starlake, he had longed for moments like these.

Curtis watched her for a moment, his fingers itching to touch her. He gently played with her eyelashes, so long and curly, fluttering like tiny fans. Leanne's eyelashes twitched at the touch, and she briefly opened her sleepy eyes to look at him before closing them again, unguarded and serene. Her nose was cute, too, perky and delicate. Curtis couldn't help but lean down and kiss it softly.

She didn't even open her eyes this time.

His kiss wandered to her soft pink lips, lingering and loving. "Leanne, I love you. Do you know that?" he whispered.

...

Leanne unsurprisingly overslept the next day and rushed to get dressed and out the door.

Curtis pulled her back gently. "What's the rush?"

be late," she complained softly,

having slept later and woken up earlier than her,

blame me for that. How can I fight it when your folks made you so darn cute, pretty much designed to drive

Leanne was indeed late. As she entered her office, she missed the peculiar looks thrown her way. She was unaware

she was stunning and radiant. The media had gone wild with phrases like "a match made

and it turned out that the Eye Department's Hottie Anne

air turned thick with tension as she approached her

Leanne asked, sensing the

spill the beans when Donna interrupted, "Leanne, you've been holding out on us. Curtis is your

table erupted with

right in

you didn't even deny it. Turns out the joke was on

interject. "She didn't deny it. It

do with me!" Aware she shouldn't spill it, Sandra was frustrated, "Looks like our little princess didn't want to be friends with us peasants. And if it weren't for her powerful connections, how could she have stolen my

her coldly. "You seem to have mistaken your lines. That

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