Chapter 110: Warm Mornings

Calla’s POV

Warmth was pressed against my back, solid and steady and so familiar.

For a disoriented, half-asleep moment, I thought I was still dreaming. I had to be. Because the last time this had happened had been so long ago I could barely even cling to the memory anymore, and Vaughn had made it so clear that it would never happen again…

But then I felt movement behind me, and I opened my eyes.