She curled up next to him, her head on his chest again. “I’m so glad I know you, Warns,” she said sleepily.
She was still fast asleep, her head tilted in sleep. Her hair was messy from the events of the night before, but her temple rested against his collarbone, and her fingers were curled in his shirt. Her breathing was slow and steady, and her body was warm and comforting.
Her stubborn brow was relaxed and her lips were slightly pursed, but as he watched, she snuggled up closer to him. Her nose brushed his neck, and she embraced him almost lovingly, her arm resting on his side.