Chapter 1732

A soft rain began to fall - not cold, not heavy, but warm, like the island's fingers stroking across their skin. Droplets shimmered gold as they touched the bodies laid across the mossy cliff. Jude stirred first, his eyes blinking open beneath the streaks of pale dawn light filtering through clouds laced in rose. Lucy was still wrapped around him, her cheek against his chest, her breath even, peaceful. Zoey had curled into his side during the night, one leg tossed across his hips, her lips parted in the faintest smile. The others were tangled close, limbs over limbs, golden dew catching at their lashes, between their thighs, across their ribs and shoulders like the remnants of a divine blessing.