The first thing Diana noticed was warmth.

Not the faint glow of sunlight filtering through Emma's curtains, not the cozy blanket tangled around her legs but the steady, human warmth pressed against her back.

Emma's arm was draped loosely around her waist, their bodies nestled together like they'd been sleeping this way for years.

Diana's cheek rested on the pillow that smelled faintly of lavender and coffee, and for the first time in what felt like forever, she hadn't woken up restless.

Her ...