LYRA
Orion's arms tightened around me, pulling me closer against his chest.
We'd been awake for a while now, just lying there in comfortable silence, watching the morning light filter through the windows. Neither of us seemed in any hurry to move. His fingers traced lazy patterns along my spine, and I shivered despite the warmth.
"Are you cold?" he murmured against my hair.
"No. I'm just... happy."
I felt him smile. "Yeah?"
"Yeah."
Last night was perfect. More than perfect. It had been everything I didn't know I needed. I didn’t say it out loud; I just thought it to myself.
"Good morning," Sky said, sounding unbearably smug.
“You already said good morning an hour ago.”
"I know. But I wanted to say it again. Because today is a good morning. A very good morning." I bit back a smile
