Avery’s Point Of View
A soft warmth wrapped around me, a delicious heat pressing against my back, making me feel cocooned in comfort. My eyes fluttered open, blinking against the golden light filtering through the cracks of the cave. My vision adjusted, and the first thing I saw was him.
Kaiden’s face was inches away, his features relaxed in sleep, his dark lashes resting against his cheekbones. His messy raven-black hair fell over his forehead, and the soft rise and fall of his chest was soothing. I traced my fingers lightly across his sharp jawline, marveling at how someone could look this breathtaking even while sleeping. He seemed so… peaceful. So unlike the dominant, teasing menace he usually was.
I sighed, shifting slightly, but the moment I moved, I realized something.
I was trapped in his embrace.
Kaiden's strong arms were wrapped securely around my waist, my body pressed flush against his bare chest. His warmth seeped into my skin, and for a moment, I just lay there, too stunn
