Maddox cradled sleeping Tatiana in his arms as the first rays of sun hit the sky.
This never happened before. He was too excited to sleep and the adrenaline made him feel like he can go on without rest forever.
Tatiana's front was leaning on Maddox's left side and her shoulder perfectly fit under his armpit, like it was made to be there.
Her arm was draped over his muscular torso, ending at his waist, and his eyes followed that majestic sight all down to her perfectly manicured nails that were touching the bedsheet on his right.
Tatiana's warm strawberry-infused breath tickled Maddox's pecs every time she exhaled, and that on and off sensation was like a reminder that his other half was right there, he found her, it happened… and it was still happening.
It was so silent that he could hear Tatiana's heartbeats, and Maddox never felt so peaceful in his life. It was surreal.
