Chapter 10Softness. Warmth. Gentle breathing. A shift, a rustle, then silence.
Violet opened her heavy eyes. She had never felt more rested. The delicate sunlight streamed effortlessly through the crack in their window. Everything was warm and comfortable. When her vision cleared, the first thing she saw was Mei’s long neck, descending into her sharp clavicle. She was still sleeping. Mei and Violet lay naked beneath their covers, legs wrapped up like bundles of rope; there was no telling where one began and the other ended. Violet breathed deeply through her nose. The smell was distinct of them, and lingered to tell the tale of their night together.
Violet didn’t stir yet. She didn’t want to rouse Mei so quickly. Instead, she let her eyes linger on Mei’s body. The blankets were wrung aro
