Gaia
We spent the rest of the night talking. We rotated positions every so often, first from me sprawled across the bed and him sitting on the edge, to him laying on his back and me pacing, to me laying on my stomach and him on the floor, to both of us laying in a “T” shape, me resting my head on his hard tummy so I could look up into his eyes. He stroked my hair absently with one hand, the other propping his head up. I nuzzled his stomach lightly and a subconscious smile spread across his face.
It was crazy how comfortable I was with someone I’d only known a few days. When he’d left the room, called off on Alpha business, I missed him terribly.
“Tell me about your family.” I murmured.
“Mmm, my family isn’t all that interesting.” His voice was deep and low and rumbly as he lay leisur
