The bright morning sun slowly climbed higher into the clear London sky. Warm, golden light streamed freely through the tall glass windows of the master bedroom. The light gently touched the large, messy four-poster bed.
Rowan woke up. He opened his eyes slowly, blinking against the cheerful sunlight. He did not move his body right away. He simply lay still against the soft white pillows and looked down.
He saw Delaney sleeping soundly in his strong arms.
Her soft cheek was pressed flat against his bare chest. Her dark curls were spread across his skin. She was breathing in a very slow, steady rhythm. She looked peaceful, safe, and perfectly content.
Rowan smiled. It was a very soft loving smile. He shifted his arm slightly and held her tight, pulling her warm body just a little bit closer to him.
The gentle movement stirred her from her sleep.
