บท 77: Imagine

Dane

The next morning Dane opened his eyes to the near dark of early morning and the warmth of Lila's back nestled into his chest. Reluctant to wake her, he couldn't resist sliding his hand down her side, following the line of her hip as he inched away from her in the bed and sat up slowly.

She sighed and rolled over, but didn't wake.

He took a moment to stare at her, her pale skin a smooth pink in the low light. She always slept with her legs curled up and her hands near her face. Like a child. It delighted him to see her so relaxed. She looked so young.

Knowing that if he kept staring he'd lay back down and start touching her, wake her up, he forced himself to turn away and put his feet on the floor.