Lyralei opened her eyes to morning light streaming through the window. She was sprawled across Gerald's body, both of them naked and tangled together in the furs. Her cheek rested against his chest, rising and falling with his steady breathing.
She lifted her head to study his face.
He looked different in sleep. The hard lines around his mouth had softened. His jaw was relaxed instead of tight with tension. His red hair stuck up at odd angles where she'd run her fingers through it last night. Long dark lashes rested against his cheeks, and she could see a faint scar cutting through his left eyebrow that she'd never noticed before. His lips were slightly parted, breath coming slow and even.
She smirked. Last night she'd taken charge of him, made him surrender control and let her lead. Th
