Nyx's Pov

Warm lips brushed over mine. Soft at first, then firmer. I stirred, blinking against the light that was just beginning to filter through the curtains.

“Good morning,” Caspian whispered, his voice still husky with sleep.

I smiled and sighed against his kiss. “I love my mornings like this.”

His chest shook with laughter. “Mornings that start with me?”

“Yes,” I teased, wrapping my arms around his neck. “Don’t you dare stop. Ever.”

He kissed me again, longer this time, before pulling back just enough to look at me. His eyes shone in a way that made my chest ache.

“I’m happy,” he said softly.

I brushed my hand...