Chapter Twenty-Seven
Rachel
I came awake slowly, burrowed against Remy’s warm, strong body. Even in sleep, he exuded strength. Lifting my head, I glanced down to see Henry sacked out at the foot of the bed, tucked into a little spot in the crook of Remy’s bent knee. A smile curled my lips.
Remy was still sound asleep, his chest rising and falling slowly, and I took a moment to simply look at him. His dark blond hair was mussed from sleep. He had an arm holding me close, and a hand resting on his chest. His thick lashes curled against his cheeks. Even in sleep, he was too damn handsome. I trailed my fingertips lightly over the sculpted line of his cheekbone and down along his jawline, the stubble prickling against my fingers.
His face was all clean, strong lines with those full, sensuou
