Warm. Comfortable. Sara snuggled deeper into her pillow. She couldn’t help the smile at the contentedness of bother her and her cat. A scent surrounded her that turned her smile into a grin. Jackson.
Becoming more aware, she realized they were in her favorite position. Her head was on his chest so she could hear every beat of his heart. Their arms and legs were twined together. He was asleep but still held her close.
She moved her head a little and another scent hit her nostrils. Mud. Sweat. Something else. A slight mildewed smell. Like clothes that had been left in the washer too long. Wrinkling her nose, Sara forced herself to open her eyes and sit up. Looking down at herself she blinked in disbelief.
“Sugar?” Jackson sat up next to her. With one hand he rubbed sleep from his eyes wh
