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Em rested easily, but morning came quickly and Andre couldn't sleep anymore. They were wrapped all around each other in the bed, and he looked at her for a long while, paying attention to the curve of her jaw and the way her blonde hair fanned out over the pillow exactly as he imagined it.
This was the kind of heaven he had never dared to dream of. And if he wasn't careful, it would all slip through his fingers before he could make it his for good. He didn't want to think it, and he wouldn't let those thoughts stain their bed.
Andre slipped away, careful not to wake Em from her dreams. She worked hard and she needed the rest, especially considering how late they had stayed up the night before.
He had to turn away, to convince himself that kissing her awake and renewing their lovemak
