Katherine’s POV
I woke up with a dull ache in my lower body, a soreness that immediately reminded me of what had happened last night. My cheeks flushed as the memory came rushing back—his lips, his touch, the way he whispered my name like it was sacred.
The sheets were tangled around us, and his arms were wrapped tightly around my waist, like I might disappear if he let go.
I shifted slightly, hoping not to wake him, but as I turned my head to the side, I saw his eyes beginning to blink open.
Shit.
I shut my eyes quickly and pretended to be asleep. My heart was racing in my chest. Why was I pretending? I didn’t know. Maybe I just wasn’t ready to face whatever that night meant.
I heard him inhale deeply. His hand flexed against my skin, like he was confirming I was still there. Then I
