Dante's POVSophia’s sleeping face is the first thing I see when I open my eyes.She looks serene and beautiful, her full lips catching my attention. They remind me of the fleeting kiss we shared the other night.Gone is the iron-fisted, stone-hearted, argumentative woman I know her to be. Right now, she looks like a sleeping goddess.My gaze trails to her exposed cleavage, and I swallow hard, quickly looking away. Shaking off the thought, I climb out of bed and head to the bathroom for a shower before work.The morning light streams in. My internal clock rarely fails me—I wake up at around 6 a.m., give or take a few minutes, without needing an alarm.After brushing my teeth, I step under the shower. The warm water cascades over me, washing away the haze of sleep, but my mind can’t seem to wander far from last night—or Sophia.Her touch when she held my hand, insisting I had a nightmare, replays in my head.I never have nightmares.Sure, I was uncomfortable on that couch, but her assum
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