Golden rays of the sun pinched its way through the blinds, into the room. Roxanne moaned softly as she adjusted on the bed, facing Jaxon.
Roxanne's eyelids fluttered open, her gaze blurry and unfocused. She tossed her head to the side, her golden curls spilling across the pillow. Her slender hand rose, rubbing the remnants of sleep from her eyes. Jaxon sat up on the bed, his eyes fixed intently on her. As her vision cleared, their gazes met, and Roxanne's cheeks flushed with surprise. She sat up abruptly, her blue sleeping dress rustling with the sudden movement. "Good morning," Jaxon said, his deep voice low and smooth, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled.
Roxanne's face grew even redder as she fumbled for a response, her eyes darting around the room, taking in the unfamilia
