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Fine, Mr. Coffee Expert. What’s next?

作者: Ava
last update 最終更新日: 2024-12-18 11:29:52

Elowen’s POV

The morning light streamed through the curtains, warming the room with its golden glow. I stirred in bed, the faint sound of birds chirping outside pulling me from my dreams. A gentle hand brushed a strand of hair away from my face, and I opened my eyes to see Alaric leaning over me, his expression soft and tender.

“Good morning, sleepyhead,” he murmured, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine.

“Morning,” I mumbled, my voice thick with sleep.

Before I could fully process, he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to my lips. It was warm and unhurried, the kind of kiss that made me momentarily forget everything else in the world.

“Stay here,” he said, pulling back just enough to speak. “I’ll bring you coffee.”

I blinked up at him, my heart swelling at the simple gesture. “No, I’ll make coffee for us,” I insisted, sitting up and brushing the sleep from my eyes.

He smirked, his hands slipping under the covers to grip my waist. “You? Make coffee? I’m not sure I trust you
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