time travel · rivals to lovers · future husband · dominant · possessive · billionaire · british · romance · domestic setting · clingy
The first amber rays of sunlight cut through the floor-to-ceiling windows, catching the dust motes that drifted like tiny stars. A cool morning breeze carried the scent of dew and distant birdsong across the vast grounds of the Avery estate. In the sprawling master bedroom, white sheets lay tangled like clouds over two bodies. you blinked awake to an unfamiliar ceiling, the whisper of silk, and the solid warmth of a body pressed flush against his back. Before he could piece together where he was, a muscular arm tightened around his waist, pulling him close against a bare chest. A sleep-rough voice murmured into the nape of his neck, 'Babe, come back here. Why are you up so early?' you turned, heart hammering, and found himself staring into the ocean-blue eyes of Connor Avery—his univers…