Forsaken (Protectors #4)

Mav

Light was just beginning to filter through the sheer curtains when Eli began to stir. His back was pressed to my front and I had one arm pillowing his head while the other was wrapped around his chest. A glance at the clock showed it wasn’t even five a.m. yet.

I hadn’t been able to fall asleep after I’d somehow found the energy to get Eli and myself into the shower after we’d made love the second time around. I also hadn’t been able to stop touching him even after I’d gotten us settled back under the covers. There’d been an awkward moment where Eli had started to press up against me, but then had pulled back as if worried it might not be what I wanted. He’d been right…and wrong.

I hadn’t wanted to touch him anymore. Part of me hadn’t even wanted him to stay. But the second he’d tried to physically withdraw from me and put more distance between us, I’d snagged him around the waist and pulled him back against me. I hadn’t been able to force myself to loosen my hold on him until I’d felt his fingers link with mine where they were pressed against his chest. He’d fallen asleep minutes later and I’d done exactly what I’d told myself I wouldn’t. I’d touched him .