Falling in Love with the Man of My Nightmares (That's [Para]Normal #4)

by Camilla Evergreen

The perfection, naturally, had less to do with the picturesque beauty of the unfathomable and vast display and far more to do with her. Kassandra. His soulmate. His wife. The answer to questions he’d pleaded with the universe about for so long. Her red curls flowed over the pillows of white she was lying in. Her chest rose and fell with soft breaths as she watched the sky above her. Her nightgown tonight undid things in Pollux’s brain, but he did what he could to ignore the silken hazel fabric as it shifted in tone with every sun shade reflecting off it. Beauty had no place being so simple a word. Its ability to describe such a scene fell so very short. It failed to convey a true rendition of the way just being here felt. Feeling Kassandra against his skin in every breath, stepping through fragments of her, indulging the taste of her soul as it painted the unnatural world into his flesh…