Why the hell was his ass freezing cold?
irritation cut through his dreamy sleep.
He cracked one eye open, to find his ass hanging out without a blanket.
He cursed silently and rolled over to reach for the blankets.
They wouldnt give.
She was lying beside him, her body curled into a ball, his blankets tucked around her like a cocoon.
He sighed and rolled over onto his back.
Running a hand over his face, he debated over his problem.
He could go get another blanket for himself, or he could go sleep in the other room.
He glanced back over at her.
A strange sensation rose within him, a need to keep her close. Protect her.
From what? He wasnt sure. He shifted his body until he was lying close to her, his body curved around hers. He gingerly unwrapped her from the blankets, pulling her close to his chest.
He inhaled deeply when her cheek pressed against his bare skin, her face nuzzling into him. her leg rising up over his thigh. Her soft body was draped over his, her scent clinging to his senses.
He tugged on the blankets, wrapping them both in the heavy warmth of the fabric. Her hair tickled his face, he brushed the strands smooth with his fingers, trailing his touch down her back. she snuggled closer, and he smiled.
She felt good lying there on his chest, he thought. She felt better than good. This was where she was supposed to be.
his eyes began to close, his lips curved in a smile.
-i could sleep like that instead of sleeping alone