His fingers brush the mattress next to him - even when he's asleep, he's still searching for her - and when they come up empty, he blinks his eyes open and glances around the room.

It takes a moment for his vision to focus and the haze up sleep to fade, but when it does, he yawns and pushes himself up on an elbow to better watch her as she sits.

Only one thought runs through his mind:

Damn, she's beautiful.