When I woke up, the first thing I realized was Derek’s arm around me. He was cuddling me, his body pinned tight to mine. This was our first time spending a night together, and it felt so lovely. I tried to move and slip his hand away, bit by bit, not to wake him, but I guess he noticed my movement so he pulled me back into him.
He nuzzled his nose into my neck and let out a long breath before drifting back to sleep. I smirked, and that’s when I noticed the big, oversized top I was wearing. I smelled an ointment too. He must have put some on my ankle. I don’t feel the pain much now and my healing has been getting better lately, and so has the bond with Derek.
I tried to lift his hand again patiently.
“Can you just be still? Isn’t it too early to stand up?” Derek murmured while his hand
