I open my eyes and blink to clear my vision. I hear slight snoring behind me, I turn my head to see a passed-out Peter drooling on his pillow. When I go to get up, I notice his arm is draped over my waist. I got butterflies in my stomach at the thought of him putting him arm there when he noticed I was laying next to him. I try to move his arm when he instinctively tightens it around me and stirs in his sleep. I roll over and watch him, his light snoring stopped, and he smiled.
“Are you watching me sleep?” he says hoarsely. I laugh, “Guilty.” I say as he moves his arm. The loss of the warmth around me, leaves me a little sad inside. I shake off the feeling and pull my legs over the bed and hop off.
“Thanks for coming back last night, I know I am a man and all that yadda yadda; but I app
