Chapter 33
When Brooklyn woke, the first thing she noticed was Dustin’s arms around her and how good they felt. Inside, she was still icy and raw, but there was an outer layer of warmth, and it came all from him, from knowing someone was there for her.
She turned to face him. The movement caused him to stir and peel his eyes open.
“Morning,” he mumbled.
She answered by kissing him. He kissed back then chuckled.
“I really thought you’d wake up and hate me,” he said.
“No,” she whispered. “Thank you for last night. For every part of it.”
“Aren’t you glad now that I didn’t take you up on your offer to sleep with you?”
“Not really. But I’m not upset that you didn’t.”
He rubbed his eyes and yawned. “I’m surprised by that.”
“Why?”
“I thought it was one of those things. You were feeling
