Gray’s POV

Aurora’s arms and legs draped lazily over me, her body warm against mine. The room was quiet except for our breathing, still uneven from what we had just shared.

I shifted slightly, brushing my fingers along her arm, slow and gentle. She stirred and let out a soft hum, making me smile.

I brought her hand to my lips, kissed the back of it, and whispered, “You’re enchanting, Aurora.”

Her eyes opened, sleepy but bright, and a grin tugged at her lips. “Enchanted enough to ...