Peter was watching, waiting until the perfect moment to strike, his darling was sleeping so peacefully. He was standing over her. Taking in every inch of her in. His long fingers gently stroking her soft soft skin. God he just wanted to take a bite..taste her. Later. For now he'd watch. a sadistic, dark smile came to his face as he watched her sleep. He slowly sat down on her bed..and then her eyes fluttered open.