![]() He kisses me briefly and exits, leaving me blinking sleep from my eyes in the cool, stark room. Don't go back to sleep, or you'll be in trouble," he threatens, but his tone is mild. Get up." He stoops down and kisses me again. Christian is leaning over, gazing at me intently. "We have to leave in half an hour for dinner at my parents." He's amused. ![]() ![]() "Anastasia, wake up." Christian's voice is soft, cajoling. Soft lips brush across my temple, leaving sweet tender kisses in their wake, and part of me wants to turn and respond, but mostly I want to stay asleep.
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