Emma Watson
I woke up to the steady rhythm of Ray’s heartbeat beneath my ear. His arms were wrapped tightly around me, as if he was afraid I’d disappear if he let go.
I didn’t move.
I didn’t want to.
For the first time in days, I felt safe. Secure. Like the storm raging around us couldn’t touch me—not while I was here, in his arms.
But reality was waiting.
And we couldn’t ignore it forever.
I shifted slightly, tilting my head to look at him. His face was relaxed in sleep, but even now, I could see the tension in his features. The weight of everything he had been through still lingered.
I reached up, running my fingers lightly over his jaw.
His eyes fluttered open.
For a second, he just looked at me. Then his lips curved into a slow, lazy smile.
“Morning, trou
