191 How Did This Happen?

~ ZARA ~

We fell asleep spooning. It was my favorite way to cuddle.

And the sweetest thing was, I naturally curled up on my side to sleep. David, one heavy arm thrown over my waist, curled himself around me, so his breath eased over my shoulder, his body warmed me from behind, his knees bent into the back of mine and our feet were tangled together.

We slept.

I hadn't meant to—and in fact, something registered in my mind, a deep desire not to miss any time with him. I was sucked out of sleep and back to consciousness after a short time, heart still beating a touch too fast, skin still thrumming because as I'd slipped into sleep, I'd been dreaming, replaying that incredible lovemaking in my mind.

David's breath was low and even. He was asleep. And even though that made me ache a little, I stayed still, didn't move, let him rest. He hadn't been getting enough sleep for weeks—probably for most of his life. I could let him take half an hour now.