Finally, Stig woke. He jerked wildly and sucked in a noisy breath. Cora placed her arm across his chest to prevent him from bolting upright. Her touch seemed to startle him. Stig’s face whipped toward her. For a moment, he looked confused and fearful. In the next instant, his muscles relaxed as he seemed to realize they were safe and alive.
Cora pressed a gentle kiss to Stig’s lips. She nuzzled their noses together and swept her fingertips along his forehead. “Hey there, sleepyhead.”
Stig gripped her hand in his strong fingers. A broad smile curved his sexy mouth. His eyes brightened. The heat of his adoring gaze warmed Cora. They needed no words. She read the depth of his love in his face. Not that she had any doubts. He’d nearly died for her, had thought only of her safety in what might have been the final moments of his life, and hers would never be the same again.
And that was okay.
She’d found her happily-ever-after.