I didn't know when I had fallen asleep on the couch.
I woke up when I was lifted off the couch. My eyes fluttered open and I ordered up into Dimitri's face. It was too dark to make out much. Torin must have extinguished the light at some point. “Dimitri?” I murmured.
He didn't say anything. I put a hand against his chest, his shirt was slick with something- water? Blood?
His breathing was even, and his steps were measured. His heartbeat was calm under my palm. Even though I couldn't see his face I could feel the cool blend of cold and darkness oozing off him. He carried me up the stairs as if I weighed nothing. We reached our bedroom and he put me down on the bed. But he didn't pull away; he still had his arms around me and his body against mine.
I was about to reach for the main swit
