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CHAPTER 100

ELENA

He was . . . warm. He was warm and soft and solid all at the same time.

His chiseled stomach was against my back, his pecs teasing my shoulder blades, and my back was fully curled into him. Or against him, whatever it was. One of his arms was resting beneath my neck and bent so his hand was shaped around my waist. His other arm was draped over me and reaching up to where our fingers were linked.

Holy crap, this was how those cheesy-ass couples wake up in romance novels.

Wait—why am I awake?

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beepbeepbeepbeep.

“Holy fucking shit,” Aiden groaned sleepily. Huskily. Sexily.

“Concert-day alarm,” I muttered, untangling my fingers from his and reaching for my phone on the nightstand. I swiped the screen and the beeping stopped, then I froze. “Oh my God! Concert-day alarm!” I squealed, rolling over to face him.

“Whaaat?”

“Concert day!” I shook his shoulders until his startling bright eyes opened and looked up at me. “I love concert day!”

Aiden’s lips curled up slowly. “
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