-Harper-
Archer had his arm around me as I ran my fingers along the big tattoo on his chest. We were just lying around, waking up slowly, enjoying being close to each other. Honestly, I wasn’t sure what was happening to me. I felt less angry, less scared. I had no idea when or why things had changed, but they had, and I didn’t feel like arguing with him all the time. I didn’t feel like fighting. I just felt peaceful and very sated.
Archer had spent most of last night tending to me, and most of the night as well, before we fell asleep together. We had woken up quite late, and it was a strange thing not to have to hurry to work.
“What’s on your mind?” he inquired, letting his fingers run up and down my naked back.
Our lower bodies were covered by the blanket, but we were both completely
