A calmness washed over when I stirred awake. I floated peacefully through the remnants of my slumber, stretching my arms and legs as far as I could, my toes curling at the relief. As I stretched, my fingers grazed against a rock-hard surface, sending tingles up my arm. My breath caught in my throat when I turned to look at him, his face a flawless, peaceful painting. I gently traced the little crease in between his eyebrows, brushing his hair from his forehead so I could marvel his thick eyebrows. My man.