Sonia

I opened my eyes and found myself wrapped in the warmth of Jeff’s arms, his steady heartbeat a soothing rhythm against my ear. The golden morning sunlight streamed through the curtains, bathing the room in a soft glow. I tilted my head to look up at him, and he was already awake, watching me with that slow, crooked smile that always made my stomach flutter.

“Good morning, beautiful,” he murmured, his voice husky and filled with tenderness.

“Good morning,” I whispered back, ...