She wakes up in his arms, legs tangled with his, his breath on her shoulder. She turns over to face him, reaching out and gently tracing a finger along his jawline.
His eyes flutter open, a sleepy smile curving his lips. Without warning, he rolls over, tucking her beneath him.
Her breath hitches at his sudden intense gaze. "RJ."
"Yes, mahal?"
"We still have a flight to catch."
"But I like where you are right now," he counters, tugging away the sheet so they're skin-to-skin. His lips capture hers and the world falls away.
The End
