Alison's pov
I groggily stirred, my mind still tangled in the remnants of dreams. The weight on my leg pulled me into consciousness—a heaviness that didn't belong to the thin motel blanket. With a low groan, I blinked my eyes open, expecting to find the room bathed in the pale light of dawn.
Instead, my eyes bulged out of their sockets as I realized the truth: I was wrapped in Noah's embrace. His warmth enveloped me, his chest rising and falling in sync with my own breaths. His leg lay across mine, pinning me in place. And there we were—two broken souls tangled together, our defenses stripped away in the quiet of the night.
My cheeks flamed crimson. How had we gone from strangers seeking solace to this? From sleep to cuddling, our bodies molded together as if they knew something we didn
