Date: 2020-03-08 12:31 am (UTC)
formersurgeon: (stop bleeding)
She nestled against him, her small body fitting so comfortably in his arms, and sighed contentedly, brushing her fingertips along his shoulder.

"That would be nice," she murmured back. "I wish we could fall asleep together."

It was a different sort of intimacy, one that she had only shared with a couple of her "exercise partners," and even then without the sort of affection that falling asleep right then and there, in his arms, would represent. It represented so much more trust.
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Dr. Martin Whitly

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