C43 Smouldered

Moments passed before he opened his eyes. Rolling off her, he pulled her back against his chest, cuddling her into his arms. She nestled her cheek against his shoulder. He kissed the top of her head. “Lover.”

“Lover,” she whispered shyly. Her cheeks burned a little at the memory of how brazen she’d been. But he seemed to approve. He looked at her lazily beneath heavy-lidded eyes