Eliana POV

Something wraps around me, tight and warm. I relax into it.

Real blankets are truly a different experience than the thin rag I grew up with. I snuggle into the warmth, rubbing against something behind me.

Something behind me?

I yelp, trying to scramble up but the bonds hold me down. Snapping my head to look back, I see Noah, smirking at me. I stare at him doe-eyed.

What's he doing here? Is this a dream?

"Good morning." He kisses my forehead and hugs me close again.

My heart races in my chest, nearly beating out the thoughts in my mind.

He just kissed me. My forehead but...