Chapter 8: My Thoughts Are Definitely Not Family-Friendly

Emma's POV

Light filters through the curtains. I wake up with my head on Nate's chest, his arm around my waist. The sheets barely cover us.

I can feel his heartbeat. Steady. Real.

When I lift my head, he's already awake. Looking at me with eyes so soft they don't match the man I thought I mar...

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