Chapter 102

Beautiful

Warmth. That's the first thing I register when I wake up. The steady rise and fall of a chest beneath my cheek, the comforting weight of an arm wrapped around me.

I snuggle into him, breathing him in. The sound of his heartbeat lulls me into a few more moments of peace. It's so strong, grounding.

I love the sound of it.

Zaid shifts slightly, and I tilt my head up just as he presses a soft kiss to my forehead.

"Good morning," he murmurs, his voice thick with sleep. His dark eyes meet mine, a lazy smirk tugging at his lips.

I smile back at him, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "Good morning."

"You look beautiful,” He says as he runs his thumb down my cheek.

snort, laughing as I stretch against him. "Yeah, right. I'm sure bedhead and morning breath are so attractive."

He doesn't argue, just watches me like he really does think I look beautiful. I become self-conscious, shifting my gaze away from him. He brings me back to him with his finger on my chin.

"You're perfect."

Warmth spreads through me, and I suddenly forget how to breathe. He watches my features with a smirk on his face. "You really do look pretty in red."

The words are muttered under his breath, and I know he commenting on my blush and reminding me of that day we met for the first time. I inhale shakily, watching as he becomes uncertain.

We sit up, and he runs his hands through his already messy hair. I frown as he stands and walks to his closet.

"Zaid?"

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doesn't answer right away. I can hear him rummaging through some things as I

out, he has something tucked in his hands. He

catching when I

A dress.

silk shimmering

stutters as I glance from the dress in his hands to

tightening slightly before he hands it to me. "I saw it in a shop window

blink at him.

I take the dress from him, smoothing

throat thick. "You got this

don't have to wear it if you don't want to.

the bed without thinking, pushing myself up onto

around his neck as I pull him down into

can tell that it catches him by surprised. He stiffens, his hands still twisting in front of him. For that moment, he lost all pretense of confidence. He was unsure if I would

would wear a potato sack if he bought me one. As long as it's me

the way his shoulders lose their tension and the way he wraps

his fingers skim the skin of my hips,

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I want more.

I need more.

fingers slide into his hair, he

kiss. I blink up at him,

flickering in

there are zero thoughts in

low and warm. "We have

I blink.

"We have to help Jake cook.

we can open presents."

with a frown. "Is this my

bottom lip and shakes

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