Chapter 33 Rachel

RACHEL

I awoke to the sight of Rex sleeping at my side.

I awoke, bizarrely enough, without a scream lodged in my throat and without my heart pounding so hard that it felt like it could explode.

I awoke, not exactly feeling refreshed, but definitely feeling… okay.

Rex was hot.

Not just to look at.

In a bed, tangled in the sheets, he exuded a kind of heat that I knew in the winter meant I wouldn’t need a heating blanket anymore.

That warmth sapped reality away from me. Drained me. Until my eyes closed again.

I was safe.

I was loved.

I was alive and living that life at long last.

Secure in that knowledge, I slept.

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