<span style="color: #FF0000">Fernando stood still as Jayee lightly ran the razor along his jaw, shaving him with a careful tenderness. While she concentrated on his facial hair, he looked into her eyes and smiled. He smiled because of their proximity, their intimacy, and the fact that there was nowhere else he'd rather be than with her. When she was finished, he looked at his reflection in the mirror for a while, then smiled and nodded.<br/><br/>"Well aren't you a perfectionist," Fernando said to her softly, reaching his arm to grab her by the waist and pull her closer. He looked into her eyes and smiled, then gave her a small kiss on the lips before he suddenly used his other arm to sweep her off her feet and carry her in his arms. Laughing, he carried her over to the bed and gently put her down.<br/><br/>"Actually, you're perfect," he said, as he slipped into the bed with her and began to kiss her with passionate abandon.</span>