CHAPTER FIFTEEN
I woke a few hours later and instinctively knew she lay next to me before I even felt her, or heard her breathing. Lying on my side facing the window, I cracked open an eye. It was early enough that the morning made a gray, watery appearance through the gap in the curtain. I felt cold and arched my back to look over my shoulder. A blanket hog!
I should have remembered that. The same in every incarnation I had shared with her. I smiled at the memory.
She lay on her back, one leg bent, the other spread out, her foot hanging over the side of the bed escaping from the covers. The sheets and blankets twined around her body, arms flung over her head like she had just fallen from the ceiling.
Grabbing a fistful of the blanket, I pulled hard, dragging it over me. She murmured i
