Alessia:
When I woke, the bed beside me was still warm.
That alone surprised me.
He rarely ever slept in. Normally, I would be the one to wake up to find him already up and ready for the day, doing whatever it is that he had to do.
But here he was, still asleep, deeply this time, his arm stretched across the space where I’d been, fingers relaxed instead of clenched. It was rare. And I couldn’t help the smile that formed on my face as I gently covered him.
I watched him for a moment, then slipped carefully from the bed.
The suite was quiet, washed in early morning light. I padded into the kitchenette and poured myself a glass of water, the coolness grounding. As I lifted it to my lips, a sudden flutter rolled low in my stomach.
Then another.
I froze.
A smile spread across my face b
