Jonas slipped back into bed beside Francesca, and she moved closer to him.
She kissed him lazily, half asleep, and he hoped that she was too tired to wake up.
"You were gone," she murmured.
"I'm back now."
"Is she…" thinking about Saga was enough to wake her up, and Jonas sighed and wished that he hadn't come back to bed.
"...she's fine. She's asleep in her room. I just thought it was better to fetch her now than wait until the morning."
"She didn't get to sleep there?"
"I just know that it makes you uncomfortable if you're away from her for too long."
A half-truth, which he hoped would be enough to stop her questioning him.
"You don't normally care," she nuzzled against his neck, and he rested his hand on her hip, guessing that she was not going to drift back to sleep. "My d
