Chapter 50—day…whatever.
Rosie
My eyes peeled open slowly as I noticed I was snuggled perfectly in Jude's warm embrace, and a smile found its way to my lips. Feeling my stomach flutter, I stared at him peacefully sleeping beside me, his face relaxed and beautiful in the soft morning light filtering through the window.
This man is mine. My man. My mate.
Jude's chest was rising and falling in a steady rhythm, and his nose was slightly scrunched up in sleep as he looked so peaceful. He was so beautiful it made my heart ache. I gingerly trailed my hands over his face, tracing his sharp jawline, the curve of his cheekbone, and the shape of his lips.
My hand froze mid-air when he pried his eyes open slowly, midair and his amber eyes, which seemed clearer, stared at me with such tendernes
