She blinked, and I could see the exhaustion in the bags under her eyes. I patted my lap again and gave her a warm, non-threatening smile. I just want to hold you. Like she could hear me, she nodded, then adjusted herself so she could rest her head on my lap.
She turned into me, like she didn’t care about the movie anymore, and I put my arm over her body, cocooning her in my warmth. I ran my fingers through her hair, soothing her…soothing me. She was asleep in minutes, her breath light through her parted lips. I didn’t watch the movie either, just stared at her face, memorizing the lines, curves and freckles. She was perfect. Simple, yet extraordinary.
Careful to not wake her up, I brought my knuckle to her cheek and ran it down her skin. It was like touching silk. She twitched, but didn’t move away. A smile spread on my lips as peace spread through my body. Denny was an idiot for leaving her…but I was extremely happy he had.
— Kellan Kyle, Thoughtful