The next thing Celine is aware of, is George waking her up to have the food he’d brought up for them. She eats quickly, and then lies back down. This time as George cuddles up behind her with one arm across her stomach, she interlaces her fingers with his and falls asleep much quicker.
She wakes again to George stroking her hair with one hand, and moving his other lower on her stomach. She panics for a moment and grips his hand, moving it back up her stomach to just under her breasts. He slides his hand to her waist, pulling gently to bring her over to her back. She goes with it, and smiles up at him.
“Morning.”
“Sorry if I overstepped.” George is looking apologetic. She reaches for his hand again and puts it back on her stomach and lets go, leaning into him and putting her head on his
