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?"

late," she

having slept later and

it when your folks made you so darn cute, pretty

late. As she entered her office, she missed the peculiar looks thrown her way. She was unaware that photos of her and Curtis at last night's glamorous charity gala had spread across

them standing side by side. Curtis was tall and striking, while she was stunning and radiant. The media had gone wild with phrases like "a match made

Department's Hottie Anne was not married to some average Joe but to

the cafeteria, the air turned thick with tension as she approached

Leanne asked,

to spill the beans when Donna interrupted, "Leanne, you've been holding out

table erupted with

gossiped about him right in front of

said that wedding photo looked like you, and you didn't even deny it.

couldn't help but interject. "She didn't deny it.

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

have mistaken your lines.

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