Selene's POV

So soft.

I twirled to a comfortable position and hummed in satisfaction.

He smelt warm, the kind of scent that made you want to lean in without meaning to. My eyelids opened slowly, and I almost screamed at the sight before me.

Dark was looking straight at me, and my head was resting on his chest. I blinked profusely—perhaps it was just a bad dream.

“You seemed to have had a nice sleep,” he grinned.

Embarrassment hit me hard. It definitely was reality and not a dream. My head was fucking resting on Dark's chest.

I felt like the ground should split open in two and swallow me...