Desmond had appeared out of no where, shaking me from my sleep. Seeing him was almost like seeing the sun for the first time after a horrible storm. I felt myself relax and melt into his arms as he rocked me. His touch seemed to penetrate deep into my bones, washing my entire body in warmth. When he left the room, I felt the numbness returning, eating away at my soul. Luckily, he was only gone for a few minutes before returning with two glasses of milk and a variety of cookies.
“I wasn’t sure which ones you liked.” He shrugged with a small grin.
I smiled up at him from where I sat on the couch, curled up in the blanket he had brought me. His thoughtfulness made my heart feel full.
“When it comes to cookies, I like them all.”
Desmond placed the cookies and milk on the coffee table be
