Maya 

I woke up beside Nate, his arms wrapped around me tightly, his face buried in my chest. It took a moment for the haze of sleep to lift, and when it did, the memory of last night flooded back, making my cheeks flush. We were both naked.

Nate had been a light sleeper when we first met. Back then, he’d often spend the night on the couch, waking at the slightest sound, as if even in sleep, he couldn’t let his guard down. But now, he slept like a log, his breathing steady ...