I can feel the tickle of warm breath hitting the back of my neck as Janus and I lie in bed. He’s already asleep, and we’re both on our sides; his arm is wrapped around my waist, and one of his legs is draped over me. He’s quite the cuddler, which explains why he has so many pillows. I can’t sleep, not because he’s snoring (he isn't), but because of the effect he has on me when he's this close. Plus, I keep thinking about what we did at the planetarium, which is turning me on even more. I take a deep breath and bite my lip as his hand brushes against my stomach, and he presses his face closer into the crook of my neck. I don’t want to wake him because he’s sleeping so soundly. I want to be annoyed at him for moving so fast, but it’s my fault, too, because I keep giving in. Jordan took thing
