The morning sunlight streamed through the large windows, casting a warm glow across the room. Isla stirred, the soft sheets caressing her skin as her mind slowly awakened. Something felt... different.
Her eyes fluttered open, and the first thing she noticed was the warmth surrounding her, a strong arm draped possessively around her waist.
She froze, realization dawning as her gaze traveled over the muscled arm holding her. Turning her head slightly, she was met with the sight of Lucian, his face relaxed in peaceful sleep. He looked so different like this, so calm, so unguarded. His strong jawline and the faint shadow of stubble gave him an air of rugged charm, but it was the faint curve of his lips that made her heart skip.
Her eyes trailed down to those lips, the very ones that had ki
