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I wake up feeling warm, so very warm. I try to move, but I’m stuck. Plum and nutmeg overwhelm my senses, reminding me that I fell asleep in the arms of my strong, caring Alpha last night. I crack an eye open and find myself exactly how I fell asleep with my head rested on his muscular chest, my leg hooked over his and an arm across his stomach, my hand resting on his hip. I take a second to look at him while he’s asleep, really, truly look at him. Slowly, I pull the blanket back slightly so I can actually look at his chest. He’s so strong, with a smattering of blond hair across his well defined chest. It’s so light that I’d never really noticed it against his tanned skin before, not without being this close to him. His eyes are closed, lips parted just barely. He looks so peace