Vivienne POV
Vivienne stretched under the soft sheets, sunlight streaming in through the partially drawn curtains. Her muscles ached deliciously from the night before, but she couldn’t stop the smile tugging at her lips. Grayson’s arm was slung around her waist, holding her close even in his sleep.
She took a moment to appreciate the silence of the nature around them. The only sound she heard was the soft drip of water streaming from the roof as the snow melted under the sun’s warmth. It was Valentine Day’s weekend, and Vivienne had never expected Grayson to be such a romantic.
The weekend had started with a bang—literally—and now, as she lay in the warmth of their shared cocoon, she was excited for the day ahead.
Grayson stirred beside her, groaning softly. “Good morning, Foxy.”
“Mor
