Caz
I didn’t remember falling asleep.
One minute, we were just breathing in the dark, her voice trembling in my arms, and the next, morning light was creeping through the window like it didn’t care about consequences.
What woke me wasn’t the sun.
It was her.
Taryn.
She was curled into me, one arm tucked against my chest, her fingers lightly grazing the fabric of my shirt like they’d sought me out in her sleep. Her breathing was slow and even, her cheek soft against the spot where my heart beat—too fast for comfort.
I didn’t dare move.
Didn’t want to.
I just watched her.
There was a faint crease between her brows, like even in sleep her mind refused to let go of everything she carried. Her hair was mussed and tangled from tossing, but somehow still perfect. Her lips slightly parte
