Under the scattered clothes, two figures lay naked against each other as the morning sunlight bathed their bodies, highlighting every stunning feature.
Xylander was still beneath Daniel, who lay curled against his chest, drawing warmth that had lasted all through the cold, dark night. It was blissful—beautiful even. Daniel had appreciated every second, especially how Xylander had held him through his restless sleep and endless nightmares.
Daniel stirred first, the sweet memories of last night flooding his mind.
Xylander's emotional words, his embrace, the way his strong hands had pulled him close—promising to never leave his side. After so many days, Daniel had finally confessed. He had spoken his heart out, something he'd never done before, and it was Xylander who drew it out of him.
