KEIRA’s POV

I woke up to the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon. I slowly stretched my good arm and realized I was in Clint's cozy king-sized bed. It wasn't the first time I stayed over, but it still felt like home. I smiled as I recalled last night's pillow talk and his soft kisses on my neck.

The birds chirping and the curtain fluttering as the wind passed filled me with calmness. I turned to my side, hoping to be face-to-face with Clint, but to my disappointment, the ...