~ Adeline ~

I wake up to heat.

Heavy, warm, wrapped around me like a second blanket.

For a second, I don’t even remember falling asleep. Everything is hazy, soft, like the world decided to blur itself for a moment. Then I feel him move behind me—the slow drag of a breath across the back of my shoulder—and reality slams right back in.

Uriel. Of course.

His arm is slung over my waist, hand splayed possessively across my stomach, warm enough to feel through my shirt. His legs are ...