*Claire*

I don’t remember drifting to sleep. I remember feeling Nathaniel’s arm pressed firmly against my back, his hand resting along my hip and my exposed butt cheek. I remember feeling the coolness of Nathaniel’s chest against my cheek and reveling in the sensation of him against me.

How long had it been since we had spent this much time alone together?

How long had it been since he had been with me in all ways intimate?

I curl closer to him, letting my ...