Gloss POV I woke up warm. Too warm. Too… held. For a few hazy seconds, I thought the resort’s blankets had come alive in the night and wrapped around me. My face was buried in something solid, warm, steady. My legs were tangled with something heavier than a duvet, and my arm rested across something firm, like a very expensive, very well-built pillow. Then the pillow shifted. My brain snapped awake so fast I nearly dislocated something. My eyes flew open, and I found myself lying half on top of Dream. My cheek was pressed against his chest, his bare chest, because at some point last night, the man had clearly lost respect for buttons and physics. His arm was around me, comfortably, like it had always belonged there. His other hand rested near my waist, fingers gently curled, like he’d been guarding me while unconscious. I froze. Completely. My heartbeat thudded loud enough to echo. I didn’t breathe. I didn’t blink. I didn’t move. I didn’t even live anymore. This was a spiritu
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