Woah, there. Down, boy.
"Yes, please," she whispered, and before his surprise could register she was lying down beside him. Hastily he scooted over to make room, and she snuggled up against his chest.
"You want to sleep here, then," he said. Was he dreaming?
Her head moved against his chest in a nod. "I trust you, Jules."
He suppressed a groan and wrapped his arms around her in a hug. Good show, Jules -- a young, gorgeous, buxom girl in your bed and you're just friends. What did you do to piss off Desirelle?
Determined to keep his thoughts pure, he started rocking her gently and singing in a not-too-terrible voice. He'd had to sing Nathan to sleep when his brother had been a babe, after all; so he had some practice.
Soon Ghia's breathing dropped into a regular in-and-out, signifying
