Rain woke up with a smile as she felt Alexander's familiar touch and the soft press of his lips against her skin. His warm breath sent a shiver through her as his tongue traced delicate patterns along her shoulder.
"Alexander," she murmured, her voice still thick with sleep.
He stilled for a moment, his lips just above her skin. "I'm sorry. Did I wake you?" he whispered his tone a blend of apology and amusement.
Rain let out a sluggish chuckle, running her fingers through his hair. "Isn't that exactly what you wanted?" she teased, meeting his eyes.
As her eyes adjusted to the dim light in the bedroom, she saw him gazing down at her, his expression tender yet filled with undeniable longing. "What time is it, husband?" she asked lazily, savoring the feel of his warm skin against hers.
"It's five-thirty," he murmured, brushing a gentle kiss over her lips. "The sun will be rising soon."
