Chapter 133 The River Of Peril

• The air began to warm as the sun rose. Red awoke with a jerk, startled to find herself asleep in Aamon's arms. She blinked, barely believing how close Aamon's face was. It was a moment Red would never forget, watching Aamon sleep so peacefully.
• Slowly, Aamon's eyes opened, and he smiled as his eyes squinted. "Morning," he said in a husky voice.
• He leaned over and planted a soft kiss on Red's forehead before sitting up, instantly alert. Meanwhile, Red had to stretch, her muscles aching from the rest.