Chapter 134: She cooked
Zylan’s eyes widened in surprise at her words. Just moments ago, she had been crying, yet now she had completely caught him off guard. His mind reeled, trying to process the shift, the unexpected softness in her voice. It was as if, for the first time, she had allowed herself to be vulnerable with him—not out of fear, not out of desperation, but something else entirely.
If only she knew how deeply those words had settled within him.
He exhaled slowly, watching her, but before he could even think of how to respond, her breathing had already evened out, her delicate lashes resting against her cheeks. She had fallen asleep.
Zylan sighed, shaking his head slightly, a small smile grazing his lips. He still couldn’t believe what had just happened. Carefully, he lay down beside her, shifting just enough to wrap an arm around her waist. He pulled her close, feeling the warmth of her body against his as they cuddled.
Her scent was intoxicating—soft, warm, uniquely her. A mixture of light floral notes and something faintly sweet, like honey. It was subtle, yet enough to stir something deep inside him.
His fingers brushed lightly against her back in soothing circles, and though she remained asleep, she instinctively nestled closer, as if drawn to him even in her dreams.
Zylan’s smile deepened. He didn’t know what had come over him, but for some reason, he wanted to protect this moment. He wanted to hold her like this for as long as possible.
Eventually, his eyes grew heavy, and with one last glance at her peaceful face, he let himself drift into sleep.
Naomi woke up to the harsh morning light streaming onto her face, its brightness forcing her to squint. Blinking groggily, she turned her head, expecting to find herself alone.
But she wasn’t.
Her breath hitched.