Jennifer’s Pov

I woke up slowly, the morning light soft against my closed eyelids. For a few seconds I forgot where I was. Then the dull ache between my legs and the warm weight of an arm across my waist brought everything back.

Christian.

I opened my eyes. He was already awake, lying on his side and watching me. His dark hair was messy, falling over his forehead, and there was a calmness in his gray eyes that I had not seen before.

“You’re staring,” I said, my voice still rough from sleep.

“I am,” he answered simply. “You look peaceful when you sleep.”

I felt heat rise to my...