When I finally woke up, the sky had darkened.
I was in the master bedroom, sleeping on the four poster bed, facing the huge glass windows that showed that the sun had just set. Someone had tucked me in just the way I liked, knowing the specific way I liked my bedsheets around me.
I blinked once, and then twice, until my vision was clear.
I turned my head the moment I heard the sound of fingers hitting the keyboard, and found Neil completely engrossed in his work, sitting next to me with the laptop on his lap, and bedsheets around him. He had a small frown on his face when he typed, and I wondered if work was stressing him too much.
"Neil... " I murmured, stretching towards him. He firmly closed his laptop and kept it aside, all the while looking at me in a way that made me feel as
