Chapter 52 Histories

• She nestled in, rolled over to scoot back against him and tugged his arms tight around her.
• He was quiet. Deathly still. Holding her. Listening until her shuddering sobs stopped and she subsided in slumber. He took in the scent of her. Her smell, the texture of her hair and skin. Lightly caressing his fingertips over her shoulder and down her arm.
• After a time, she rolled over to snuggle against him. Wiggling her hips and arms in until she was cuddled against his middle.