Damien woke up first, momentarily startled by the weight on his chest. He raised his head to see a mane of dark hairs splayed across his torso. He blinked, a little surprised. Why was she sleeping on his chest?
"I had a very bad dream and woke up,"
Oh right. She had a nightmare and he pulled her up on his chest. It was very uncomfortable and he knew he was going to deal with an intense backpain for the rest of the day but still, he didn't move or placed her down. He lay there silently, staring up at ceiling as he felt the rise and fall of her chest and her warm breathe tickling his skin. There was pin drop silent around and it was infinitely peaceful. He softly ran his fingers through her hairs and sighed as he remembered his words last night.
"Only my body. Don't misinterpret my word
