FIVE
The sensation of his curled fingers drifting down her cheek roused Tulsi from her sleep. Turning toward the caress, she smiled and kept her eyes closed. If it was a dream, she didn’t want it to end.
“If I could bottle the way you make me feel, I’d be rich,” she murmured.
The tip of his thumb touched her lips for just a breath before his mouth took its place. Waking up to his kiss made her feel like the richest woman in the world. Tulsi couldn’t wait to get used to being awakened in this way every day.
The ferocity of his kiss grew until he scooped a hand around the side of her head to pull it up. With his other hand on her cheek too, he cradled her head, angling her so he could deepen the urgency of his kiss.
Tulsi pulled back. “Whoa,” she said, blinking her eyes a few times to u
