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Owen pulled me down under the covers with him and kissed me with more intensity than ever. He put both hands on my face and looked deep into my eyes before kissing me again, this time more gently. He ran his tongue over my lips and sent shivers down my spine.
He pulled me into his chest and we drifted off to sleep together. I couldn’t remember a time in my life that I had ever felt so content, happy, and at peace.
21
OWEN
Iwoke a short time later, certain everything that had happened was a dream. But when I opened my eyes and realized Skye was still in my arms, I knew it wasn’t a dream. I must have died and gone to Heaven.
I gently moved a piece of hair off her face, then kissed the top of her head as soft as I could manage, trying not to wake her. Of course, I was not nearly as subtle as I had hoped, and Skye began to stir. I held her close, trying not to pull her completely out of sleep.
She blinked her eyes open, and smiled sleepily at me. I felt my heart skip a beat. I couldn’t believe she was really here, in my arms and in my bed. Not only that, but she was still completely naked.
“Hey,” she whispered.
“Hey,” I said pressing another kiss to her head.
“Do you want me to leave?”
“What? No, of course not.”
“Good. Because I wasn’t going to anyway,” she said with a quiet laugh.
“I don’t know if you remember this or not, but there’s about five feet of new snow out there, and the plows haven’t been able to come around yet.”
“Oh, that’s right. Well, I guess I’ll just have to move in here.”
“Fine by me,” I said, letting my hands begin wandering her bare skin again.
“Owen?”
“Yes?”
“Were you serious? About what you said earlier?”
“I said a lot of things, if I remember correctly.”
“The thing about…well, about not wanting this to end when we go back to New York.”
“Of course I was serious about that.”
She was quiet for a long time, and I started to think that maybe she had fallen back asleep. I kissed her shoulder and waited a moment longer for her to say something else.
“I hope you know—” she started to say.
She trailed off, and I was left in anticipation, waiting for her next word.
“I hope you know that I was serious, too. And tonight…it meant a lot to me.”
“It meant a lot to me, too. More than you will ever know.”
She turned around to face me, and pressed her forehead to mine. Her entire body was warm against me. It felt like sleeping with my own personal space heater, which was an incredible feeling, knowing how frigid it was outside.
“Skye, when Rachel died…”
I felt a lump form in my throat. I wasn’t sure if now was the time to talk about her, but I feared that it was too late to take it back. If I wanted this thing with Skye to be real, I knew I had to be open with her about everything.
I must have been quiet for too long, because she started to look concerned. She grabbed my hand and laced her fingers through mine, offering me silent encouragement to go on.
