JAYDEN
At some point, the weight of the night finally caught up with me. My eyes grew heavy as I sat in the corner, watching the two souls I would kill for. The steady rhythm of their breathing lulled me until darkness pulled me under.
I stirred when something soft brushed against me. A blanket—draped slowly over my shoulders.
My eyes cracked open, and before she could pull away, I caught her hand.
Catriona froze, her eyes widening. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”
“I was already awake,” I murmured, my voice low, rough with fatigue.
With a tug, I pulled her closer until she was perched on my lap, her body pressed to mine. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her against me like I couldn’t let her slip away again.
Her forehead rested against my chest, and after a long beat of silence,
