Lila’s P.O.V.
I stirred awake, my mind slowly drifting up from the depths of sleep. The sun was peeking through the curtains, casting a soft golden glow across the bed. I wasn’t fully conscious yet, but I could feel something warm and gentle brushing against my lips. My eyelids fluttered open to find Skye leaning over me, his eyes half-closed, a mischievous grin playing on his face as he kissed me softly.
"Good morning, sleepyhead," he murmured, his voice still thick with sleep.
I smiled lazily, reaching up to tangle my fingers in his messy hair.
"Mmm, if this is how you plan to wake me up every morning, I could get used to it."
Skye chuckled, dipping down to kiss me again, this time a little deeper, a little slower.
"I thought you'd appreciate a gentle wake-up call. Plus, you look
