They slept alongside each other that night. Comfortable against the man, Sastra tucked herself against his body. His heavy arm lay over her side, his nose tucked into the base of her neck. When they woke in the morning, it was to see Loelle and Reuban peeking through a gap in the door. Jason lifted his head, swore beneath his breath and settled down again. He pulled Sastra tight against his chest, their fingers entwined as she giggled softly, burying her face into the pillow. If there had been any pretence at secrecy before, then it was certainly over. Finally, as her peels of laughter failed to subside, he pulled her around in his arms. Easing the curtain of hair back from her face, he cupped her cheeks between his hands and pressed his kiss to her lips. Slow and longing he teased the ful
