He gently pinched Raeganâs cheek, his voice husky as he inquired, âWhat did you just say?â
Possibly discomforted by the pinch, Raegan shifted away, emitting an unconscious hum.
Only then did Mitchel discern that she was speaking in her sleep.
His body tensed, Mitchel gently brushed aside the hair from her delicate neck, saying coaxingly, âRaegan, my dear, repeat it once more.
â
Raegan dreamt of Kabir, her acting husband in Erickâs efforts to keep Mitchel from learning he was precisely Janeyâs biological father.
Unconsciously, her lips moved, uttering softly, âYouâre not my husbandâ¦â
Mitchelâs forehead creased slightly, correcting her, âI am.
â
Exhausted, Raegan was unwilling to continue speaking.
Mitchel, feeling helpless, softly patted her back.
âRest peacefully.
â
Dawn was breaking.
Raegan gradually blinked her eyes open, automatically stretching.
Amidst of her stretch, her hand met with something solid, causing her to halt suddenly.
Glancing over, she realized she had inadvertently clasped onto Mitchelâs chest.
In a panic, she scrambled to sit upright.
Yet, her sudden movement caused dizziness, and she tumbled onto Mitchel.
To make matters worse, their lips inadvertently brushed against each other.
Mitchel was jolted awake by the sudden collision.
Instinctively, he seized Raeganâs slender waist, swiftly flipping her over and securing her beneath him in a defensive stance.
Upon identifying Raeganâs face, his gaze abruptly darkened.
Mitchel released his hold, adjusting to a more intimate embrace, his voice deep and throaty.
âAttempting to steal a ki*s, are you?â
Raegan was caught off guard.
Mitchel pressed against her, his closeness overwhelming.
Especially in the early morning, his stance exuded an almost unbearably romantic aura.
Mitchelâs gaze drifted downward, silently questioning.
Though his weight rested upon Raegan, it wasnât oppressive.
Instead, it was a gentle restraint, preventing her escape with his embrace.
Trapped within his powerful arms, Raegan found herself unable to move.
She could only look at his face.
With Mitchelâs collar slightly open from their proximity, Raeganâs eyes traced the lines of his taut abdominal muscles.
He was undeniably handsome, and she couldnât help but feel drawn to him.
With nowhere else to look, Raeganâs gaze settled on his collarbone as she said in a muffled voice, âI didnât mean for this to happenâ¦â