Dante’s POVThe morning air was cool against my bare skin, but the warmth beside me made me forget everything else.Dante.His arm was draped over my waist, his breath brushing softly against the back of my neck. I could feel his heartbeat pressed against my spine. My body ached. With memory. With a softness I hadn’t felt in years.His fingertips moved slowly over my waist, tracing lazy circles, as if reminding himself I was still here.“You’re awake,” he murmured, his voice husky from sleep, lips brushing my shoulder.I nodded. “Barely.”His hand slid lower, grazing my thigh. He pulled me closer, until there was no space left between us.“You always this clingy in the morning?” I whispered, teasing.“Only when I’m scared it was all a dream.”His words were quiet but soaked in truth. I turned, just enough to catch the look in his eyes, half-shuttered with sleep, but darkened with something else. He leaned in, kissed me deeply, with a tenderness that melted through me. It was the kind
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