Roman sat down on the king-size bed beside Julie, who was still fast asleep, oblivious to the sudden devil presence. Despite being a light sleeper, she hadn't heard a thing and continued breathing peacefully. Roman slowly stretched his hand forward, his fingers brushing against the black, spread-out hair that caught his attention. As he touched it, his eyebrows rose in surprise.
"It indeed feels like hair, and so soft," Roman whispered to himself, his eyes widening in astonishment. His hand froze, still entangled in the hair, as he exclaimed, "Oh my!"
Meanwhile, Julie, who wasn't a heavy sleeper, had been stirred by the situation she found herself in before drifting off to sleep. Her eyes snapped open, and she wondered, "Who is that?" as she blinked twice. Roman, realizing everything was now focused on him quickly pulled the bedsheets down, forgetting that he was half-naked.
As he did, he made direct, close eye contact with Julie, a moment that had never occurred before.
