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CHAPTER 16:THE MORNING THEY COULDN’T ESCAPE

Author: Yenne
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-10 00:04:20

‎Roxanne woke up slowly, as if surfacing from the deepest part of a dream she wasn’t ready to leave.

‎Warmth.

‎That was the first thing she felt.

‎A strong, steady warmth wrapped around her waist, pulled tight to her stomach. A weight draped over her hip. A heartbeat pressed against her back.

‎It wasn’t a blanket.

‎It was him.

‎Her eyes flew open.

‎Arch was behind her, still asleep… and holding her.

‎Not loosely.

‎Not accidentally.

‎He was holding her like she was the only thing keeping him anchored.

‎Her breath caught. She didn’t move. Couldn’t move. The events of last night crashed back into her chest —

‎His confession.

‎His hands.

‎His voice breaking.

‎His mouth on hers, desperate and gentle and everything she should’ve pulled away from but didn’t.

‎Their bodies tangled on the bed.

‎His arms finally closing around her like he’d been waiting years to do it.

‎Her lips tingled at the memory.

‎She pressed her eyes shut.

‎What did we do?

‎She swallo
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