Kyra **
Morning crept in quietly.
The fairy lights were still on, casting a dim gold haze against the pale gray slipping through the curtains. The whole house felt hushed, like every room was in on a secret and keeping its voice down. Somewhere outside, birds were testing out lazy notes, and the first hints of morning chores hummed in the distance.
I stirred first.
Didn’t open my eyes right away. I just… stayed. My cheek was pressed to the warmth of Zaire’s chest, rising and falling under me, steady as a metronome. His arm was locked around my waist like he’d decided I wasn’t going anywhere. A smile tugged at my mouth before I could stop it.
I shifted, just a little, testing.
He made this soft, sleepy sound and pulled me closer without even waking, his chin dragging over the top o
