Lauren's eyes fluttered open to the faint illumination filtering through the room from the bedside table. The ethereal glow cast a soft aura that enveloped her in a serenity cocoon. In the air, the familiar fragrance of Finn Burnham permeated, wrapping her in a blanket of reassurance, instantly calming her senses.
Nestled in the warmth of the bed, she felt the gentle embrace of Finn's arms encircling her waist, his breath grazing her neck in a tantalizing dance.
A delicate shiver coursed through her as his lips brushed against her skin, igniting a symphony of sensations that made her draw in a sharp breath, her heart pounding in exhilaration.
"You're awake?" he asked, his voice husky with sleep.
"Hmm… What time is it?"
"I think it's five in the afternoon."
Finn shifted, proppi
