“My head resting on his chest, I listened to the hollow thumping of his heartbeat and let it dull the edges of my wakeful mind, as a child does a bedtime story. I hovered on the border of consciousness, barely able to keep my eyelids from slipping closed, and I felt Wes’ lips skim my forehead so lightly, I couldn’t be sure if it was real or simply part of a dream. I thought I heard him whisper something against my hair, but I was too far gone to hear whatever it was. In the arms of the man I... loved against all reason, I slipped into the most content sleep I’d ever had. *** The sheets were cold when I woke. I reached out for Wes, but my hand encountered nothing but blankets and air as it slid across the bed. He wasn’t here — and hadn’t been for a while, if the lack of body-heat warming my bed was any indication. My eyes flew open and I sat straight up, clutching the sheet to my bare chest like a shield even as my gaze swept the room.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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