Author's note: This is from Seraphina's point of view
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There is nothing better than waking up in Duke's arms.
Duke's solid body, his warmth, and my favorite scent of pine trees mixed with the ocean are perfectly described as a place where I belong. Home.
I love to study every curve of Duke's sleeping face. And Duke is much more than just a pretty face. His chiseled body is made for the pleasure of all senses, and when we are snuggled this close, I get to feel every bump and groove that reminds me of the naughty things we did.
I can't believe that I have the privilege of being his.
It feels like a dream to the point that I would look at him in the morning and wonder if I'm still dreaming. It's that good.
"Good morning, gorgeous…", he murmured while tightening his hold on me.
Somehow, he can feel when I'm awake even if I don't move.
"Good morning, handsome…", I returned the greeting and watched as his lips lifted into a smile.
