**Snow's POV**
"Wake up," I whispered.
While wrapped in Demetri’s warmth, I studied his face, the sharp angles of his jaw, the faint crease between his brows, and the slight curl of his lips, like he knew I was watching. He looked peaceful, softer than the man I was still trying to figure out.
He didn’t move.
I smiled a little and ran my fingertip down the bridge of his nose before pressing a kiss to his chin. Still nothing. But I saw the small twitch at the corner of his mouth.
So, he was pretending asleep.
A strange feeling twisted in my chest. This should feel wrong, shouldn’t it? But instead, it felt... natural. Maybe too natural.
Pushing the thought away, I leaned in, trailing my lips along his jaw before flicking my tongue against his ear.
That did it.
A deep chuckle rumbled
