MAEVE POV
I awoke in my bed to the sensation of something brushing against my cheek.
Warm. Solid. Gentle. Ticklish, making my nose crinkle.
I was still half asleep, curled up in a comfortable pair of cotton pajamas, when I raised my hand to swat at whatever was touching me. Imagine my surprise, then, when I suddenly felt another hand enclose mine. My shock did not last, however, once I realized whose it was.
I’d recognize this hand anywhere.
“Xaden…” I murmured, fluttering my eyes open as his familiar, handsome face slowly came into focus above me.
Yes. There he was, still dressed in his lovely work attire from before. A vision, as always, even in the comforting darkness of the bedroom.
He leaned down, pressing a kiss on my forehead. “Tired, were you? I thought I saw
