Viv:
Sunlight drifted lazily through the curtains, dust motes catching gold in the quiet hum of dawn.
I stirred slowly, warm and tucked into the crook of Knox’s arm, his chest rising and falling with the kind of deep, peaceful breaths I hadn’t seen from him in months. He was still out cold—his arm wrapped around me, his legs tangled with mine, like even in sleep he couldn’t stand the thought of letting go.
I smiled against his skin and pressed a kiss to his collarbone.
We’d needed last night. Desperately. Not just for the release, or the love, but to remember that we were still here. Still us.
Alive.
Safe.
Together.
I slid out from under the covers slowly, carefully, not wanting to wake him just yet. He stirred slightly but didn’t open his eyes, just reached for my pillow in his sl
