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With her in my arms, this really does feel perfect.

Chapter Thirty-One

Trix

Peeking my eyes open, I look around the dimly lit bedroom, listening to the sound of my phone vibrating in the drawer beside me, most likely the first of many alarms I set every morning.

Yawning, I attempt to stretch out my limbs, but Reeve's arms band tightly around me as soon as I move, burying my body deeper into his hold.

My breath catches in my throat at the feel of his hard length digging into my back, and a lazy smile spreads across my face.

My plan for last night was a success.

His reaction was priceless when he walked into the room, and although he tried to hide the fact that he was turned on by me, I could very clearly see the outline of his hard dick when he walked past me and locked himself in the bathroom.

If I wasn't so tired when he finally crawled into bed, I probably would've been rubbing my ass against it all night, but I was exhausted, and as soon as his body was wrapped around mine, sleep quickly overtook me.

The vibrating stops, and I sigh, but a couple of minutes later, it starts up again. I groan, twist my body around and burrow my head against Reeve's naked chest.

His hands splay across my back, fingers running smoothly over the material of my night dress, which makes goosebumps spread across my skin.

Lifting my head, I glance at him, tracing his features.

I can't stop myself from reaching for his face, brushing my fingers against the bristles of his beard while my eyes move from his smooth lips, to the slope of his narrow nose, and up to where his eyelashes are almost brushing against the tops of his cheeks.

He looks so peaceful.

His lips aren't twisted into a scowl and the lines on his forehead—which seem to be permanently engraved there from how often he frowns—are smoothed out.

"What are you doing?" he asks, making me jump in his hold.

His eyes remain closed, but his lips lift into a smirk, and his hands move across my back as he tightens his arms around me, pulling me closer.

"I was just enjoying the view," I tell him quietly.

He cracks his eyes open, staring down at me.

We remain like that for a few minutes, watching each other in silence, while my fingers gently stroke his jaw, and his caresses my lower back.

The sound of my phone buzzing again echoes through the room, and Reeve's eyes flutter closed as he sighs.

"We should probably get up."

Slipping my hand from his face to his shoulder, I shake my head.

"Let's just stay here for another minute or two."

He opens his eyes again, brows raised as he hums.

"Are you indirectly admitting that you like cuddling with me, Red?"

Huffing out a laugh, I shrug.

"I do, yeah." My fingers move to play with the ends of his hair at the nape of his neck. "I feel safe when I'm here with you. All the noise inside my head goes quiet, and I can actually allow myself to relax, instead of being on edge, waiting for something bad to happen. I trust you, and I can let my guard down with you, because I know you'll protect me."

He takes a deep breath, his chest brushing mine.

"You'll always be safe with me, Trix."