Chapter 212

• MILLICENT
• The sunlight slanted through the blinds, spilling across my side of the bed, warming my skin, and I groaned softly, stretching against the heat. Zayne’s arms wrapped around me without effort, his chest pressing into my back, like a shield I never wanted to leave.
• The gentle rhythm of his breathing and the warmth of him were intoxicating, and for a second, I just let myself exist there, completely still, letting the quiet of a Saturday morning fill the space between us.