Endless Magic
“I stretched, arching my back and then snuggled closer to Jericho. He lay next to me, warm and shielding. I used magic on my morning breath, a neat trick I picked up while on the run last spring, and opened my eyes to face the day.
Jericho was already awake, holding me next to him. I could feel him preparing this talk that we were supposed to have in his head and instantly a nervous energy flooded my veins. However, I smiled confidently…. lovingly into his eyes and hoped for the best.
“Good morning,” I tried, my voice still husky and gruff from underuse through the night.
“Good morning,” he whispered. We stared at each other for a minute, before he added, “God, you’re beautiful in the morning.”
I blushed at the sincerity behind his compliment and instantly ran my fingers through my tangled hair. “I’m sure my hair is a mess!” I muttered.
“Maybe,”
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