Chapter 42 Memory Lane

• Olivia’s POV
• He gusts a gentle chuckle and slides his arm around me further. I take that as permission to try and relax, at least for now. I sink into his hold and his warmth, my legs instinctively curling around one of his as I settle in for a long night ahead of us both.
• His lips press into my forehead as I close my eyes and dare to drift asleep. I figured tonight would be about me comforting him but instead he seems to be trying to help me relax. It works too. I whimper slightly while drifting into some much-needed rest, Gabriel’s side more and more healed every time I wake up, surrounded by hot water and his protective arm.