His arms were wrapped around her securely as he pulled her closer to his chest more like to his heart. Abrielle could hear his heartbeat, which was slow and periodic.
This wasn't the way she imagined to be woken up, by his side and him looking at his seductive body under the warm light of the fire. Her cheeks subconsciously turned red. She tried to move squirming in his hold, which successfully woke Cedric up.
"Can you stop moving?" He muttered, trying to sleep, but his sudden hoarse voice made her jolt, wanting to flee from his arms, but he just pulled her back, pressing her against his chest with his chin lying on her head. "What are you doing in my bed?" She asked the strong scent of sandalwood was infiltrating her senses