George lifts Celine’s chin and kisses her again, she smiles at him,
“How long until we have to get up, George?” She glances at the window, “It’s still dark outside, must still be early.” She grabs her phone to check the time. It’s three AM. George smiles,
“Sleep now, mon cœur. I’ll be here when you wake.” She nods and they slide down the bed. She turns away from him, reaches for his arm and pulls it across her stomach. He rumbles gently and kisses her neck; she puts a hand to her new mark. There were gentle dips where his teeth had sunk into her. He pulls her closer to him, and she can feel his rumble through her back. She relaxes, falling asleep quickly with him holding onto her.
She wakes to the sun flooding the room, and the bed empty. She hums and stretches, looking around. George i
