Sloane's POVThe first thing I noticed when I woke up was warmth; the second was that the warmth belonged to Lucien.My eyes flew open, and his arm was still draped around my waist, his breathing steady against the back of my neck. For one embarrassing second, I stayed perfectly still, wondering how I had managed to spend the entire night in his arms again.This is becoming a terrible habit. Very carefully, I tried lifting his arm, but it didn't budge. I tried again, and I let out a frustrated sigh."I know you're awake." His sleepy voice startled me enough that I nearly elbowed him in the ribs."I am not trying to escape," I muttered."No?""No.""Then why are you wrestling with my arm?" He asked as I frowned."Because it's heavy," I replied truthfully. A chuckle rumbled behind me. "I'll take that as a compliment." He said as I turned to glare at him."It wasn't."His eyes finally opened, amusement dancing in them. "You stayed.""I fell asleep.""In my arms.""Purely accidental," I r
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