Daphne
There was no awkwardness. No uncomfortable moment when the s*x was over.
My head was resting on Louis’s chest, and I listened to the smooth, steady thumping of his heart beneath my ear. The sound was so calming, so reassuring, that I found myself drifting in and out of sleep. It didn’t help that he was gently stroking his hand absently through my hair.
“What are you thinking about?” his deep voice rumbled under my ear.
I lifted my head and gazed into his face. He looked more relaxed than I had ever seen, and it made his face seem younger. The fact was, I kept forgetting the age-gap between us. When we were sitting together playing chess, or sharing breakfast, I forgot the pesky details. I didn’t even think about the fact that he was werewolf royalty. I forgot that he w
