Chapter 36
Sunday, March 14, 2010
6:57 a.m.
Sophia woke to the gentle sunlight streaming into their room by the opened curtains.
Her back was snuggled flush to Alistair’s front, his arms wrapped around her like bands, and her head rested on his shoulder. He held her as if he feared she would run away.
She didn’t know if she should smile or grimace at the possessiveness of the position, and very cautiously, she turned in his arms.
In his sleep, his face looked relaxed and young, with several strands of raven hair falling over his forehead.
So handsome. So distrustful. What am I going to do with you, Alistair Connor?
She tried to disengage herself from his embrace without waking him.
Then he mumbled something in his sleep and tightened his hold on her. His eyelids fluttered and he b
