I blinked my eyes open, and the first thing I felt was a heavy weight resting on me. Confused, I looked down, and a wave of warmth flooded through me. There were my two possessive men, peacefully sleeping beside me—or, to be more accurate, on me. Shiv's face was buried deep in my neck, his arms protectively wrapped around both me and Ishaan, while Ishaan's whole face was nestled between my breasts, one of his tiny hands fisting in Shiv's hair.
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