Jenaveve felt something gently brushing her cheek, prompting her to wake. When Rían’s bright green eyes and soft smile were there waiting for her as he laid within a nose’s touch on the pillow, she eagerly drowned in the pools of warmth. Returning his smile, her chest thundered to life, remembering where they were at, what they had been doing for the last few hours. This man was going to give her a heart attack with how wonderful, how beautiful he was, though she didn’t mind eating up the vision in front of her. How am I so lucky? Taking in a deep breath, his scent of leather and forest made her mouth water, instantly succumbing to the influence of everything that was Rían Nicolet.
To always wake up to this…
“There she is,” he whispered, then tenderly brushed his nose against hers. “You
