Nate Pov
I woke to Tessa’s hair tickling my chest. Her naked body was painted against mine, her soft pale skin pressed against my hardened tanned skin, like a canvas splattered with our colors, linking us together as one forever. If I could be drawn against her, molded to her, I think I would be the happiest man in the world, knowing we’d never have to part. But that thought process was selfish, wanting to keep her by my side, close to where I could see her, because she was her own person and I trusted that even if I wasn’t near her, she was fully capable of taking care of herself. She hummed against me, and I could feel Ray stretching in my mind, rolling around onto his back as his legs and arms spread wide, his tongue lolled in his mouth, hanging over the edge as he let out a loud fart.
