Maya's POV
A gentle kiss on my nape stirred me from sleep, followed by several more trailing to my ear. The most beautiful voice in the world whispered to me.
"Good morning, my beautiful little one! Time to wake up," Damon murmured, his hand caressing my bare back in slow, tantalizing strokes.
I opened my eyes reluctantly, squinting at the brightness flooding the room. Dawn had arrived too quickly, and my few hours of sleep felt insufficient. Yet being awakened like this instantly became my favorite morning ritual. Turning around, I smiled at the most handsome man in the world sitting beside me, gloriously shirtless, his sculpted body reminding me of all the reasons I'd screamed his name repeatedly through the night.
"Good morning, my detective!" I replied happily, basking in the warmth of his bright eyes studying me. He responded with a kiss that left me breathless.
"Tiny one..." he spoke with such tenderness, brushing his nose against mine. "How are you feeling?"
