I woke with the suffocating sense of something on my chest.

My first instinct was pure, blind panic, but as I gasped in a breath, consciousness surfaced and I realized two things. First, I could still breathe, so I didn't need to freak. Two - I didn't need to freak. Somehow in our sleep, Ty had rolled on top of me while Kaz was pressed snugly at my side, one strong arm draped around us both.

And I wasn't afraid.

Oh. My. God. I wasn't afraid.

The magnitude ...