I stirred in my sleep, sinking into the warmth around me with a content sigh. I dug the side of my face into the soft pillow, almost softer than what I was used to, but didn't pay much attention to it. There was a weight on my hip, but I didn't pay attention to that either. But when I felt warm air rhythmically brushing past the back of my neck, sending shivers down my spine, that was when I paid attention.
Eli?
I ran my fingertips across the soft, silky skin of the arm draped over my waist, before eventually holding his hand, smiling to myself. If it's a dream, might as well enjoy it. I leaned into his embrace, intertwining our fingers. His breath seemed to pick up speed as it hit the back of my neck. It was warm and comforting, until...
I noticed something odd. His fingers were a little more calloused than I was used to.