Chapter 36 Morning Light And Truths Unveiled

• Sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains, painting the room in soft gold. The warmth of it touched Jenna’s bare shoulder as she stirred beneath the covers, curled against Alexander’s chest. His arm was around her, his palm resting low on her spine, fingers splayed protectively.
• She breathed him in—cedar and skin and the faintest trace of smoke—and smiled against his skin.
• “I like waking up like this,” she murmured, voice still thick with sleep.