The scent of cedar filled my nostrils as my eyes fluttered open. Lucien was still asleep beside me. Dark lashes fanned against his cheeks, lips slightly parted, one arm thrown across my waist even in sleep.

God, he was beautiful.

I couldn't resist. I pressed a soft kiss to his jaw, then his cheek, then the corner of his mouth. He stirred slightly but didn't wake. I smiled and carefully extracted myself from his grip, padding across the cool floor to the massive windows.

The villa had stone ...