I didn’t remember falling asleep. For real.
One moment I was lying beside her, sated and breathless, holding her like she was a miracle that I was afraid to blink away. The next, I was waking up to the gentle orange hue of the early evening light that was slipping through the curtains in her bedroom.
My body stirred slowly, like it wasn’t ready to give up the peace it had found. I blinked a few times and let the softness of the room seep into my senses. It smelled like her, the room that is. It was like jasmine and heat and something faintly sweet.
And even as I marveled at her scent, I felt her then.
Sophia.
Her leg was draped over mine and her bare skin was warm and soft against me. One of her arms was curled near her face and pink her lips were slightly parted as she breathed so
