GEMMA
He fell on top of me, signing and I listened to the sound of his breathing and heartbeat on top of me. He slid over till he was next to me.
His hands wound around my waist and he pulled me to him, covering us up with the blanket. I was feeling a sense of calm and safety in his hands. I couldn't bring myself to leave him.
I snuggled closer, a contented sigh escaping my lips. My eyelids grew heavy and I shut them, feeling the warmth of the man behind me. Strangely, I felt so at home here, in this man's bed, in this man's arms.
I was home.
***
Right before he woke up, I snuck out of bed and put on my clothes hastily. He stirred to my nose and opened his eyes. I stood there, awkwardly, caught in the act of trying to flee.
"Gemma, hey," he let out, sitting up. My eyes trailed down
