Chapter Sixty-two (Saraya's POV) present Time…

If there was another term to describe eternal blissfulness, I think that would capture how I felt burrowing into his arms. He wrapped around me engulfing me in a tight protective embrace that made me feel loved and cherished. I couldn't believe I just told him I love him but I had no regrets it was evident that he felt as intensely as I did. I raked my fingers through his hair, enjoying the silky feel of his mane. He made a pleasure-filled sound deep in his throat, causing me to smile. I edged upward to plant a kiss on his jawline. His well-formed lips stretched into a smile.

"Keep doing that and you will not be going back to sleep," he rasped with his eyes closed. His voice was a delicious baritone goodness.

In response, I climbed over him, cupped his chin and kissed him. He chuckled. I felt his hand gently stroking my naked behind, he trailed the tip of his fingers against my skin, moving them up and down the slope of my back. I felt so complete.

"Tell me how a gorgeous hottie