The Haunting of Westbane
Chapter Fifty-Six: Panties in a Twist
Elijah
I woke up gradually, slowly becoming aware of the details of reality around me. Even though my eyes were still closed, I could sense sunlight streaming into the bedroom space, and I could feel the warmth of it against my skin. Mayah had her back to me, and her round bottom was cradled perfectly against my pelvis. Maybe a little too perfect. My arm was wrapped around her middle, and my hand had found a comfortable spot to rest just under her breast. Her ribs were expanding slowly and regularly, and I could sense she was still sleeping. Her hair, as usual, had gone wild. It was brushing my forehead and tickling my nose.
Funny how I didn’t mind it that much.
Without opening my eyes, I reached out a hand to smooth her
