Naomi's pov The morning light bled gold across the bedroom walls, wrapping us in a warm, honeyed glow that made everything feel timeless. I lay there, the sheet twisted around my bare legs, watching the way it painted shadows on Raymond's skin. His chest rose and fell in deep, unhurried breaths, peaceful in sleep, and absolutely beautiful.Last night had been... intense. Slow, passionate, deliberate. One of those moments when time itself seemed to stretch, where every breath, every touch, every whispered word pulled us closer. Not just physically—but emotionally, spiritually.We hadn’t had a night like that in a while. Between work, family, Miranda's growing independence, and Serena never-ending curiosity, time alone had become rare. Precious.But last night, we reclaimed each other.He stirred beside me, arm reaching instinctively for my waist. When his hand found skin, he hummed low in his throat and pulled me closer.“Mmm... morning already?” he mumbled, eyes still closed.“Barel
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