Xavier’s POV She was starting to break. I woke with Astrid curled against my chest, her breathing soft and even, one leg tangled between mine like she belonged there. The morning light cut across the bed, catching on the gold chain around her throat. Eres Mío. My fingers brushed the pendant without thinking. Mine. Finally. She stirred when I moved, eyes fluttering open. For a second I saw something guarded in them, but then she gave me that small, sleepy smile and pressed closer. Progress. Sweet, dangerous progress. “Morning,” she murmured, voice still husky from sleep. I slid my hand down her spine, settling on the curve of her ass. “You stayed.” Her laugh was quiet, almost shy. “Didn’t have much choice. You sleep like you’re trying to cage me even in your dreams.” I smirked and rolled her beneath me, pinning her wrists gently above her head. “Smart girl.” I kissed her slowly, taking my time, tasting the way she softened under me. She kissed me back. Not hesitant anymore. Not
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