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I love you more

Author: Authoress Kemira
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-15 01:07:57

Rae’s POV

The first thing I felt when I woke up was the steady rise and fall of Killian’s chest beneath my cheek.

We were still tangled together on the pool-house bed—my leg thrown over his hip, his arm heavy around my waist, fingers splayed protectively across my lower back.

The sheets were twisted around us, one of my hands tucked under his pillow, the other curled against his heart.

His breathing was deep and even, the kind of sleep that only comes after exhaustion and safety.

I didn’t want to move.

The room was soft and dim—early morning light just beginning to slip through the blinds in pale gold threads.

The fairy lights we’d left on low still glowed faintly, casting tiny stars across the walls.

I shifted slightly, nuzzling closer, and felt Killian stir. His arm tightened instinctively, pulling me flush against him. A sleepy hum rumbled in his chest.

“Morning, babygirl,” he mumbled, voice thick and gravelly. His lips found my forehead—soft, lazy kisses trailing down my temple.
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