Hazel's POV
When I woke up in Blaze's room the next morning, my entire body felt sore. Yet, a smile played on my lips. Last night had been incredible, a night I had dreamed of for so long. As the morning light filtered through the curtains, Blaze stirred beside me.
He looked so beautiful with the morning light cascading on his face. His lips looked so plumpy and his eyelashes very thick. This man was so fine, I wondered what he saw in me.
I felt he was too good, too powerful, too handsome to be with someone like me. Maybe this was all a dream, but if it was then I didn't want to wake up from it.
"Morning," Blaze suddenly said, his voice deep and warm. A small smile danced on his lips.
"Morning," I replied, feeling a blush creep up my cheeks. Had he been awake all along? Did he catc
