~Nathan~
After what felt like an eternity, her breathing finally changed.
Slow even.
Soft against my chest like she had completely given in to sleep, like the fear that had her clinging to me moments ago had finally loosened its grip.
I exhaled quietly, staring down at her.
She didn’t move.
Didn’t flinch or pull away. Just… slept. And that should have made things easier.
It didn’t. If anything, it made everything worse.
Because now I was fully aware of her weight against me, the warmth of her body, the way her head rested too comfortably against my chest like it belonged there, like this wasn’t wrong in every possible way.
I closed my eyes briefly.
Get it together.
She’s asleep.
You’re the only adult in the room.
Act like it.
But my body clearly didn’t get the memo.
I let ou
