As Drazhan was stirred awake from his slumber, he felt warm, utterly warm. He slowly opened his eyes and was taken aback to find Judith snuggled in his arms even after sleeping under two different duvets. Her head was pressed against his chest, and one of her arms draped across his torso, her fingers were tightly gripping his shirt. She was peacefully sleeping in his arms, as the warmth and comfort she radiated were almost unbearable to him, causing his breath to hitch. Holding her in this manner felt horribly wrong, but somewhere deep down inside it felt just right! It was still dark outside, and he was sound asleep, so he wondered what had woken him up. When someone knocked on his door, he knew the reason why he was woken up.
He carefully tried to untangle himself from Judith, but it l
