Caterina I open my eyes to sunlight streaming into my room, and for a second, I am momentarily dazed as to what I was looking at; a heavily tattooed chest. Then the memory of what happened yesterday comes flooding back in waves. I curl deeper into Kai’s arms, not wanting this to go away or, even worse, waking up in my bed back home to find out this has all been a dream. His arms pull me into a deeper embrace, and I feel something hard digging into my thigh. A blush blooms on my cheeks when I realise what it could be, so I just sink deeper into his arms. “Hmm, Caterina,” he thrums in a deep voice laced thick with sleep. When I look up, his eyes are still closed, but he has a smile teasing his lips. “Good morning,” I say in a small voice but hear the rumble in his chest at the sound of it. “Good, indeed,” he says, opening his eyes. “Did you sleep well?” As soon as he opened his eyes, that possessive string pulls taught, but I swallowed
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