[Leif's POV – Morning, Thorenvald Estate, Leif's Chamber of Doom]
There are many moments in life one never expects… and yet, somehow, we live through them.
Like the first time you bite into what you thought was chocolate—only to discover it's raisins.
Like tripping in public and deciding the best solution is to fake your own death on the spot.
Like waking up to realize…
YOU ARE WRAPPED AROUND THE MALE LEAD OF THE NOVEL LIKE A GODDAMN OCTOPUS IN HEAT!!!!
. . .
. . .
Fuck!!!!!!
His chest—hard as iron. His arm—firm around my waist. My leg—oh gods, MY LEG. Draped across him like I owned him. His chin rested against the top of my head. His heartbeat thudded against my ear.
This wasn't a sleeping position. This was a MARRIAGE CONTRACT SIGNED IN SWEAT AND BLANKET FOLDS!!!!!!
I tried to move. Slowly. Carefully. Gracefully. The kind of elegance that would make even swans weep.
Except…
"Mm," He tightened his grip.
TIGHTENED. HIS. FUCKING. GRIP.
