YULIAI woke up, feeling Kendrick’s warmth enveloping me. His arm was draped securely around my waist, his breathing slow and even against the back of my neck. At some point during the night, I'd rolled closer to him, and now I was completely tucked into his embrace.I smiled to myself. For someone who claimed he wasn't clingy, he certainly had a habit of sleeping as though I'd disappear if he let go.Carefully, I turned to face him. His dark hair was slightly messy, and without the perfectly tailored suits and CEO composure, he looked... younger, softer, and more peaceful.I brushed a strand of hair away from his forehead. His eyes opened almost immediately.“So much for pretending to sleep,” I teased.“I wasn't pretending,” he murmured, his voice still thick with sleep.It came out low and rough, like it had to travel through warmth and dreams before it reached me. The kind of voice that made my chest tighten for no logical reason, and he had woken up already halfway inside my thoug
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