Raelynn shifted, turning from the bright light, realizing groggily it was morning. She blinked a few times, letting the world come into focus. Her first thought was how comfortable she felt, the sheets warm against her skin, it was like her body was floating in a bubble of tranquility.
She stretched slightly, expecting to find herself alone, but froze when she felt the firm grip on her waist. Her heart skipped a beat, and she turned her head cautiously, her breath hitching when her eyes landed on Elion.
He was lying next to her, his face inches away, his hand still resting on her waist as though anchoring her in place. His hair was slightly mussed, and his features were relaxed in sleep, making him look less like the sharp, enigmatic man she was used to.
