Friday
Despite falling asleep furious with Cameron, Aislen woke thoroughly entangled, her face pressed into his chest and with his arms around her. She had one arm around him, and the other against his heart. She lay with her eyes closed, breathing in the scent of his skin, basking in the warmth of their embrace.
She felt him stir and press his face into her hair, breathing her in, but he stayed still. His thoughts were contented. (Finally, things were going right for them… Heath had been right, this would work… They would make her see… Then, they would finally, finally live their lives as they were meant to do…)
His c**k was hard and his desire for her turned the tide of his thoughts. He wanted to kiss her awake and make lazy love in a sleep-warm bed. He wanted her to reach for him, a
