CHAPTER SIXTEEN
The next morning Keira woke to the sight of Cristiano sleeping beside her. They’d made up, technically, but she still felt like something had changed. It was that loss of perfection that she’d mentioned to Bryn, as though their relationship was now tarnished. She knew she was being ridiculous to think that way. Nothing was ever perfect. Not forever, anyway.
She got out of bed, then showered and dressed for the day. Her hair still damp, she made coffee, and went to Cristiano to wake him up with it. He opened his eyes sleepily, flashing her one of his gorgeous smiles. If their fight had had any lasting impact on him, Keira couldn’t see it on his face.
“Thanks,” he murmured sleepily, taking the coffee and sitting up.
Keira perched beside him. “I thought it might be nice to
