Creed’s pov.
The next morning I woke up to a small, warm body curved into mine.
At first, I was confused and I almost moved to toss it away, but when I caught sight of lilac hair draped over my arm in the corner of my vision I immediately relaxed and tipped my head back to look at the woman lying next to me.
Heat like I've never felt before warmed up my body and I unconscious gripped her even closer.
It felt more like a dream a little. Cora, in my bed, with her face buried in my chest, her bandaged up arm carefully placed on my own waist and her head on my arm. It’s something I’ve only let myself dare to imagine and now that it had happened, I couldn’t believe it was real.
The same way I couldn’t believe the kiss from last night was real either.
It had taken a ridiculous amount
