The soft rhythm of rain tapped against the window, a soothing melody that filled the otherwise silent room. Kyra stirred slightly, her fingers brushing against Ryder’s chest as she let out a soft sigh. Her burgundy eyes fluttered open, meeting his intense gaze. For a moment, neither of them spoke, the quiet intimacy wrapping around them like a warm cocoon.
“Couldn’t sleep?” Kyra murmured, her voice husky with drowsiness.
Ryder smiled faintly, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Didn’t want to. I’d rather stay awake and hold you.”
Kyra’s cheeks flushed as she pressed her face against his chest to hide her embarrassment. “That’s unfair,” she mumbled, a small smile tugging at her lips.
“What is?” Ryder asked, his tone light, though his hand rested protectively on her waist.
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