(Selene)
I woke up warm, wrapped in strong arms. It took me a second to register my surroundings—Alexander held me close, his breath fanning over my skin. A slow smirk curled my lips. He was still in bed, which meant I had his attention all to myself for a little longer.
Shifting slightly, I turned to meet his gaze. His eyes locked onto mine, dark, raw, and possessive. A small smile played on his lips that made my heart skip a beat.
"Morning," he said, his voice thick with sleep.
I traced my fingers over his arm, dragging my nails lightly against his skin. "Morning. You’re not usually still in bed at this hour. Did I tire you out?"
His grip on my waist tightened, his smirk deepening. "Hardly. But waking up like this? Might make me reconsider my morning routine."
I arched a brow, full
