~WREN~
I wake up to the feeling of someone too close to me. I'm disoriented, maybe because it's the first time in almost two years that I have slept this long. It doesn't register to me who it is and I wake up in panic.
He has his eyes closed in sound sleep. He doesn't move an inch except for his rising and falling chest. A few strands of his untamed hair fall over his face almost blocking his eyes. His face is rested and peaceful. I am tempted to touch the strands and clear them off his skin and I slowly raise my hand over his face. My heart thumps wildly in my chest.
No, I can't do this. I shouldn't. I roll the words in my thoughts. He spent the night. He actually slept in my bed and held me on his chest throughout the night. I have not felt this much peace in forever. I am relaxed
