"Warmth."
That was the first thing Lumina felt the moment she woke from her deep slumber.
Not only the gentle heat of the blankets draped loosely over her, but Ashen's hand and arm curled securely around her waist.
Behind her, the quiet rhythm of breath is deep, even, and peaceful.
Her lips curved faintly before she even thought about it. That faint smoky scent that always clung to him, the way his presence seemed to fill the space around her without a single word.
She shifted slightly, her fingers brushing over the smooth sheets.
Last night, she had fallen asleep while resting her head on his shoulder. She can't seem to explain the peaceful feeling she always had whenever she was that close to him
Ashen stirred behind her, and his hand at her waist tightened, pulling her closer.
His breath brushed the curve of her neck, warm sending a flutter through her chest.
"You are awake," his voice came, low and still rough from sleep.
