Noelle

There's a heavy weight pressing against me. It's breathing against my ear, and I know before I open my eyes who it is.

He stayed last night.

The time before, he didn't. 

I'm not sure how I feel about that.

Cal makes a noise in the back of his throat. It's deep and guttural, but at the same time, comforting. Relaxing back into his body, I exhale. For the first time in as long as I can remember, I'm not on the go. I'm not worried ...