“I roll onto my side and look down at where Beck is passed out on his back. His mouth is hanging open, and his big chest lifts and falls with each breath. I lean down and brush a light kiss over his forehead, and my chest gives another little twinge. It’s not enough, so I kiss the bump in his nose as well, then brush the side of my thumb along the stubble on his jaw. His arm closest to me snakes around my waist. “Why are you waking me up?”
