Arwen considered she needed a vacation as her alarm chimed at six in the morning and she knew she’d only had an hour and a half of sleep. She had fallen asleep almost as quickly as Addy had but it hadn’t felt near enough rest for her body. Her watch’s beeping was making her grumble as she slapped her wrist and then pulled a pillow over her head. The rhythmic heavy breathing behind her made her stiffen as she realized Addy was still there. She had fully expected when she woke, when her alarm went off, he would have been long gone. Yet, the weight of his arm over her waist and leg intertwined with hers told her she had been wrong in her assumption.
He knew. She hadn’t confirmed it, but he knew, and he’d stayed. In fact, he’d appeared more concerned with the bullet which had buzzed him than
