Nyx's Pov

Warm lips brushed over mine. Soft at first, then firmer. I stirred, blinking against the light that was just beginning to filter through the curtains.

“Good morning,” Caspian whispered, his voice still husky with sleep.

I smiled and sighed against his kiss. “I love my mornings like this.”

His chest shook with laughter. “Mornings that start with me?”

“Yes,” I teased, wrapping my arms around his neck. “Don’t you dare stop. Ever.”

He kissed me ...