Nova lay nestled against Tristan's chest. Her ear pressed to the rhythmic thump of his heartbeat. The steady rise and fall of his breathing lulled her into a sense of warmth and safety.

But suddenly, a thought jolted her awake. She lifted her head, eyes wide with alarm. "Tristan, wait... we haven't been using protection these past few days, and I'm pretty sure I'm not in my safe window."

Tristan, ever calm, smiled reassuringly. "Don't worry, I've got it under control."

Nova ...