The first thing she was aware of upon waking up was the welcome warmth that spread through and surrounded her entire body. Raven huddled deeper into the inviting cocoon and inhaled deeply in a content matter. The second thing she was aware of was the mesmerising scent in her nostrils. The clean musky smell was familiar, but her brain could not identify its source, so all traces of sleep gradually began to disappear from her eyes. She found herself pinned down by a heavy weight and squirmed insistently to free herself from it. Only when a deep, miffed grumble filled her ears did the previous day’s memories float back to her.
“Stay still,” complained Demetrio’s sleepy voice.
Raven obeyed for a few moments, only to get her bearings straight. Satisfied with her corporation, he tightened the
