The next morning, Kate was lying on top of Bastien. Her arms were across his abdomen, her face on his chest, and her thigh resting on his hip. Bastien smiled, feeling her clinging to him like a little octopus. He caressed her thigh, sliding up to her hip, while his other hand stroked her hair. Bastien moved slightly to look at her face and kissed her forehead.

—Kate, princess, wake up.

—Mmm —Kate, still sleepy, hugged him tighter.

—Darling, you’re going to suffocate me, I can’t breathe —Kate op