The first rays of dawn filters through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over the tangled sheets of the bed where I lie. I blink my eyes to adjust to the light, the events of the previous night slowly trickling back into my consciousness. As my gaze shifts, I find myself nestled in the warmth of Knox's embrace, our bodies intertwined, bare skin against bare skin.
Knox’s chest rises and falls in a steady rhythm as he sleeps. I can’t help but admire him, my eyes tracing the contours of his face. His cleft chin and square jaw give him a rugged masculinity, softened only slightly by the gentle curve of his lips. And his nose is perfectly proportioned and uniquely his own.
“He’s beautiful,” I murmur.
I let my gaze wander lower, taking in the sight of his well-sculpted body. Each muscle see
