The lights are off and I'm wrapped in Shane's arms when i wake up. It's very dark so i assume it's in the middle of the night.
I guess Shane woke up to turn off the lights. I'm facing away from him but our bodies are mashed together; my back pressed against his hard chest. One of his arms is around my waist and the other is cushioning my head; acting like a pillow. I have no idea what time we got into that position.
It feels oddly comfortable though and it takes me way back to two years ago, to memories I'd rather suppress.
I turn very quietly in the circle of his arms until my head is on his shoulder and he instinctively tightens his arm around me.
"Are you awake?" His voice is a hoarse whisper.
"Yes." I whisper back. "I thought you were asleep."
"Nope. I've been thinking."
"A
