Chapter SevenWarmth bathed Annabelle in contented relaxation. While she normally woke up sweating, today she felt just right. Comfortable. She yawned and stretched, arching her back and finding herself up against a firm, unyielding object.
“I think the heat may have broken, at least overnight,” Gavin's voice murmured in her ear, “and thank goodness for it. I love living in Texas, but the summers can be a bit much.”
“Agreed,” Annabelle mumbled. It took several minutes to occur to her how odd it was to have Gavin talking to her when she first woke up. Wait, where is he? Why is he here so early? Reality brought the awareness that they had married a few days before.
It's nice to have someone lie close while we sleep, she thought. This time he's very close. His chest felt firm. Something els
