CHAPTER 133

“You’re awake,” he murmured, his voice low and a little rough from sleep.

The morning sun streamed through the curtains, casting a warm, golden glow over the room. I blinked against the light, slowly coming to consciousness. As I stirred, I realized my head wasn’t resting on a pillow but on something firm and warm. It took a moment for the fog in my mind to clear before I realized it was Leon’s arm.

The memory of last night rushed back to me in a flood of heat and embarrassment. My cheeks flushed as I recalled the intensity, the passion that had consumed us both. I turned my head slightly, and there he was—Leon, already awake and watching me with a look that made my heart skip a beat. His eyes held a softness, a warmth that seemed to see right through me.

“Mm-hmm,” I nodded, suddenly self-conscious. I must look a mess, I thought. My hair was probably tangled, my face bare, and I could only imagine the remnants of last night’s passion still visible on my skin. Instinctively, I started