Chapter Eleven

Flavius lays across the expanse of our bed Vega resting behind him. He grasps a book delicately between his fingers and he read its content. I help but let my eyes wander across his focused figure trying to commit the scene to memory. Midday light shown on his face lightening his deep brown eyes to almost amber.

"I find it rather hard to focus with you staring so intently," Flavius mumbles never looking up from the book.

I laugh laying at the foot of the bed.

"I'm simply admiring how you look while reading," I say.

Sitting up straight Flavius pats the spot next to him.

"You might enjoy it more if you came over here," he offers.

I smile at his words crawling across the bed I settle in next to him. Placing my head on his shoulder I peer into the book he's been reading.

"I had wondered what had caught your attention. I never thought you were the type to read about Unicorns," I comment.

"Unlike you, I don't have family alive old enough to