(Dorian’s POV)
I must fall asleep eventually, because I wake to sunlight streaming through the windows and Grace still curled up against me.
Her eyes are open, staring at nothing, and I can tell from her breathing that she's been awake for a while.
"Morning," I murmur.
She jumps slightly, then relaxes. "Morning."
"Sleep okay?"
"Better than I expected." She glances up at me. "You?"
I smile. "Better than I expected."
That has her blushing fiercely. She’s so cute, I can’t help but rub my nose endearingly on her hair. We don't move. Just stay tangled together, neither of us willing to break the moment.
Finally, I hear an engine approaching, and know our moment together is over.
"That must be the mechanic," I say reluctantly.
Grace sits up, and I immediately miss her warmth.
We clim
