Chapter 42
~ Mirella ~
Who knew the muscles of my sexy fake husband could be more comfortable than expensive, wool padded pillows?
Honestly? Morning came too quickly.
Rays of the morning sun filtered through the grey cotton blinds and forced me to bury my face in what I thought was my pillow at first.
It wasn't until I felt a beating heart before I realized that I'd been laying on Kaelen's chest all this while.
I made a quick glance to make sure he was sleeping before rolling my back to the bed to stare at the ceiling.
But one glance turned into two.
And two into three.
And somehow, I couldn't take my eyes off him.
I hadn't been this close to him before. It felt so wrong to gawk at him this close, but I couldn't help myself.
Sunlight bounced off his chiseled jaw.
His nose loo
