Mia blinked her eyes open, not recognizing where she was at first, and then the memories from the night before came flooding into her brain. She smiled. She couldn’t help it.

     Trying to move slowly so she wouldn’t wake herself up if it was just a dream, she turned her head to the side and found Liam gazing at her. He was lying on his side, his head on his elbow as he watched her. His lips quirked up in a small smile and she smiled in return.

     “Good morning,” he said, his voice scratchy from sleep.

     “Good morning,” she replied, her own voice husky.

     “I didn’t know if you...