Megan's POV

Like every other day, the sun rose, rousing me from my lovely sleep. The birds sang their song as the sun rose in the morning, welcoming it and all that it brought with it. However, as nature generally does, something seemed strange.

Still getting used to the concept of sleeping next to someone every night, their arms embracing me tightly and giving off a warm feeling. He had already woken up when he traced my features with his fingertips, causing me to blink and twitch my nose.

Saying "Good morning, Beautiful." His voice was deeper than usual, and sleep had not cleared his emerald eyes. He lowered his...