CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN
KIERAN
I woke up before dawn with Melinda in my arms, her body warm and soft against mine, her breathing deep and even. For a moment I just lay there watching her sleep, memorizing the peaceful expression on her face, the way her hair spread across my chest, the small smile on her lips.
This was what I'd been missing. Not just the s*x, though that had been incredible, but this quiet intimacy of waking up beside her. The simple fact of her presence making everything else feel right.
Her eyes fluttered open, focusing on my face. "Morning."
"Morning." I brushed hair from her forehead. "Sleep okay?"
"Better than I have in weeks." She stretched against me, the movement pressing her curves into my side. "What time is it?"
"Early. Sun's not even up yet." I tightened my
