Blade’s P.O.V.
I awoke slowly, my senses stirring to the soft crackle of a dying fire and the warmth of a body pressed against mine. For a heartbeat, I didn’t dare to move, worried that my beautiful dream would shatter and I would find myself all alone again in the fire station. But no—this was all real. Meghan was nestled against me, her cheek resting on my chest, one hand splayed over my heart as if she’d claimed it in her sleep.
And she sure did…
She had claimed it the second she had driven back into Fairview…
Maybe even before that…
My heart hammered beneath her touch. Her soft brown hair spilled over the blanket we shared, and her scent—a mix of flowers and something uniquely her—wrapped around me like a cocoon. I exhaled quietly, almost afraid to disturb her or wake her up.
She
