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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I can hear him rummaging

something tucked in

breath catching when

A dress.

dress, the silk shimmering

from the dress in his hands to his dark

exhales, his grip tightening slightly before he hands it to me. "I saw it in a shop window downtown. And I thought

and I blink at him. He thought

slightly as I take the dress

feels tight, my throat thick. "You got this

you don't want to. I don't

drop the dress onto the bed without thinking, pushing myself

neck as I pull

hands still twisting in front of him. For that moment, he lost all pretense of confidence. He was unsure if I would like the

worries. I would wear a potato sack if he bought me one.

the way he slowly melts into me, the way his shoulders lose their tension

his fingers skim the skin of my hips, my

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I want more.

I need more.

slide into his

up at him, my

flickering in his

but there are

chuckles, low and warm. "We have

I blink.

wetness from my lips. "We have

we can open presents."

with a frown. "Is

bottom lip and shakes

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