“You really believe that.”
“I do.”
I yawned.“So do I.”
Another quiet settled over us.
“I’m glad you came to us,” he said quietly.
I smiled into the darkness.“So am I.”
“You don’t have to figure it out alone anymore.”
For the first time since this whole nightmare had started, I believed them.
My eyelids grew heavier, and the mattress felt warmer.Safer.
I heard Wheels shift just enough to get comfortable.
“I hope,” I murmured sleepily, “you sleep better in a bed than you do in a chair.”
A soft chuckle came from beside me.“I’ve got a feeling I will.”
I smiled.“Even if you’re wearing your boots.”
The last thing I remembered was the steady sound of his breathing only a few feet away.
For the first time in weeks, falling asleep didn’t feel hard.It just happened.
Chapter Thirteen
Wheels
I woke before I opened my eyes with something warm resting against my chest.Something soft.
My brain took a second to catch up before I realized exactly what it was.
Goldie.
I cracked one eye open and looked down.Sometime during the night, she’d rolled completely across the bed.She’d started out on her side beneath the blankets while I’d stubbornly stayed on top of them with my boots still on.
Now?
She was curled against me like she’d been sleeping there for years.
One arm rested across my ribs.Her cheek was pressed against my shoulder, and one knee had somehow found its way over my thigh.The blanket I’d refused to sleep under had twisted halfway onto the floor, leaving her using me as her own personal heater.
A grin tugged at my mouth.So much for sleeping on opposite sides of the bed.
I slowly turned my head toward the clock sitting on the dresser.Nine-thirty.
Still early for Goldie.Since she’d gotten to the clubhouse, she’d been sleeping like someone making up for weeks of lost rest.
I couldn’t blame her.
Hell, if I’d spent the last month running from a group like The Ledger, I probably would’ve slept for three days straight.Careful not to wake her, I looked back down.
A few strands of blonde hair had escaped whatever braid she’d gone to sleep with and were spread across my chest.Her breathing was slow and steady.Every now and then, she made the smallest little sleepy sound that made the corner of my mouth pull even farther upward.
