She hugged her long limbs to herself and her comfy clothes scrunched up around her body. She was a deer in headlights. Dark deep eyes looked up at him. Her long lashes fluttered as she blinked. Freckles covered her honey skin and pointy features. He imagined tracing his fingers over her face, the velvet of her cheeks and her satin eyelids under his tips. Then he’d run his hands through her hair, being carful with her curls. Each berries scented strand he would count if she allowed him. Raw beauty, just as Mother Nature had intended her to be seen.