In his armsShe was almost asleep.She was warm and comfortable with her head on his shoulder and his hands over hers.The evening had been long and she was drifting away slowly towards the edge of sleep.She felt him shift.Not much.Just slightly.His shoulder moved under her head,and she stayed still a little,and blinked her eyes and started to lift her head to tell him,she was sorry. She didn't mean to fall asleep on his shoulder.She could go to bed now.She got her face lifted towards his.He was already looking at her,his face was closer than she think.He was looking her with an open expression,not the look from the kitchen or the look from when she met him at the hospital.Something deeper than both of those.She went still.Neither of them spoke,she could feel her own heartbeat,slow and loud.His hands came up slowly,he pushed her hair back from her face,bitch sides.His finger moved through it gently and carefully.She looked at him.She looked at her.“ Elara” he said just
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