When had she fallen asleep? What time was it? Outside the sun was setting, the sky cast in the watercolor beauty of another day fading into memory. And yet she could still feel everything that had happened. As if in some alternate universe Gabriel was still kissing her, still inside her and whispering the words echoing in her head. In this universe, however, he lay sleeping beside her on his stomach, and everything was now in the realm of what could not be undone. Dark hair was in his closed, flickering eyes, catching the light of the golden sun so that it shone with caramel-colored accents. The defined curves of his shoulder and bicep bracketed his gorgeous face like his pillow, and the weight of his body rose and fell heavily into his king-sized bed. She felt swallowed up in the sheets, in the smell of him on her skin. The smell of them together, the magic they made still lingering in the air like his kisses on her swollen lips. Thinking of his lips on hers made her lightly touch the pouting flesh of her mouth.
