The following morning, Ava Taylor stirred beneath the sheets, blinking against the sunlight streaming through the window. Golden rays poured into the spacious bedroom, casting a warm glow across the room.
With a lazy yawn and an energetic stretch, she rolled toward the other side of the bed, only to bump into something solid halfway.
No… not something. Someone.
A tall, well-built figure lay beside her, still asleep. The man who had utterly captivated her the night before.
As memories of last night flickered through her mind, a deep blush crept up her cheeks. She could still taste him on her tongue, feel the echo of his touch on her skin.
Smiling to herself, Ava curled closer, eyes lingering on his face. There was a quiet beauty to him in sleep, so peaceful, so unaware of how effortles
