Coconut and cinnamon. It was a heady mix that wrapped around Nova like the silkiest of blankets. She felt protected. Safe. Loved. In his arms, she never wished to wake, wanting to sink further into this bliss for a while longer. Yet, she also wanted to wake so she could embrace him, feel him.
It was beyond anything she'd ever felt before, and it made the entire experience of staying on the island that much better. Besides work and a few friends, there was nothing left for her in the modern world, not even family. She snuggled into Yoa's chest more, letting his scent smother her euphorically.
