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Archer probably believed he’d been awake before her. It was a valid assumption given that’s how it typically went.
This day was an exception.
Nya hadn’t slept a wink. After all the days she’d dreamed of waking up with him, this should be a happy morning. But it was difficult to enjoy a fantasy come to life when her mind was on overdrive.
All sorts of possibilities had joined her throughout her sleepless night while she sat cross-legged next to her lightly snoring lover, caressing his body and wondering about what secrets were contained in his fathomless mind.
About an hour ago while she’d been making another unsuccessful attempt to sleep, he’d pulled her into his embrace. All he’d done was hold her and being in his arms helped Nya to loosen more than she had all night. She had
