Marco POV
I woke to the weight of her leg hooked over mine, the warmth of her skin against me, the faint trace of her perfume still clinging to the sheets.
For a second, I didn't move. Just let myself lie there and remember. The way she had clung to me last night, like every kiss might be the last. The sound she made when I pressed my mouth to her neck. The heat between us that burned away every stupid fight we'd had in the past few weeks.
I had missed her. Missed this. Missed waking up with her tangled in my arms like she belonged nowhere else.
It made me smile before I realized I was doing it.
She stirred, a soft breath against my chest, and then her lashes lifted. Sleepy eyes, still heavy with dreams. For a heartbeat, she just looked at me, and I could feel something loosen in my c
