Chapter 208

Delilah

The light creeping through the curtains was warm, soft, like it hadn’t yet decided to wake the world. I squinted my eyes as I fought the urge to open them. I did not want to. For a few moments, I wanted to lie down.

I stirred slowly, the sheets tangled around my legs. But when I forgot where I was as I looked around. I frowned in confusion before his scent filled me, the familiar one that made me smile.

Ethan.

I turned my head, startled to find him still in bed beside me. He was looking at me, gently running his fingers over my hair. He did not speak for a few seconds. He simply let his finger hover up as he stared down at me.

Fully dressed. Hair damp. Freshly showered.

There was a tray on the nightstand with two plates, steam rising from what looked like eggs, toast, and coffee. Thoughtful. Practical.

And yet… he’d come back to bed.

“Good morning.” He said softly.

I blinked, adjusting to the light, pulling the col