STELLA

“Stella…”

The way he whispered my name was unlike anything I’d ever heard. It was soft, gentle, tender. It made my heart flutter, pulling me out from the depths of sleep.

He was warmer than my dream, sweeter than any fantasy. For a moment I didn’t want to open my eyes, just stay wrapped in his arms.

That was when I realized oh shit I was in his arms. Like, really in his arms. He held me when I was supposed to have pushed him away. But I let him.

When my eyes flashed ...