Chapter 48

• "Time to wake up, doll," Ethan murmured, gently shaking my shoulder.
• "No," I groaned, clinging to the warmth still lingering in the bed.
• That warmth came from the other man beside me, his arms wrapped around my waist, nuzzling into my hair with contented murmurs. Heat radiated from the twins in waves, and I noticed a thin sheen of sweat on my skin. Kieran's scent of citrus and wood, like a crackling bonfire, offered comfort and safety, lulling me back to sleep until Ethan’s voice pulled me back to reality.