Selene’s POV
I woke to the soft sound of birds and the golden glow of evening light slipping through the windows.
My eyes fluttered open, and the memory hit me hard.
I blinked rapidly.
I was still naked beneath the sheets and then it all flooded back.
His hands, his lips, the warmth of his skin pressed against mine. The way he whispered my name like it was something he never wanted to forget.
It was peaceful and slow unlike what I expected, rough and full of sin. But this…. This was calm.
“Oh Moon goddess,” I whispered, pressing a hand over my mouth, my face burning.
The door creaked open.
“You’re awake.”
I turned quickly.
Dark stood at the doorway, his shirt slightly unbuttoned, a small but rare smile curving his lips. In his hand, a cup steamed faintly.
He walked toward me.
