Chapter 26. Dante

Sarah

As the early sunrise wakes my senses, I yawn and stretch to help my body. I'm so used to the apple scent in my room that the earthy snowy scent around me instantly alerts my brain. My eyes open at full tilt just when I become aware of Nate's hand caressing my back. It's been a while since I woke up in someone's arms. 

I lift my head, looking for his face, only to realize he is already staring at me with a slow sexy grin covering his face. "Morning," comes his husky voice that wakes my insides and curls the tip of my lips.

"Morning," I reply, hiding my face in his chest. 

As my hand drops from stretching, it lands on his stomach, which is covered with a blanket, or to be precise, on his morning wood lying on his stomach.

"Morning to you too," I add, feeling up his length, drawing circles on the tip. 

Nate's laugh, which is such a contrast to the stillness of this morning, quickly turns into an approving gr