The moonlight filtered through the open window, casting its pale glow across our entwined bodies. Rowan's skin was bronze in the soft light, smooth and warm against my own. Her hair was messy across the pillows, a stark contrast to the white linens.
I traced my fingers along the curve of her hip, marveling at how far we had come.
She stirred, her eyes fluttering open to meet my gaze. "What are you thinking about?" she murmured.
"You," I said simply.
She smiled, slow and languid. "I was thinking the same."
Her hand came up to cup my cheek, thumb brushing over the stubble along my jaw. The tenderness of the gesture made my heart swell. This powerful being had allowed herself to be vulnerable with me. She had given me access to parts of herself no one else was privy to.
I turned my h
