[Better than any blanket, really. She places her hands on his shoulders when he pulls her to him, though one does slip up his neck to caress his cheek. Their legs are still tangled and without the urgency of last night, she's aware of just how much skin is touching skin. Reminded of the reasons why she feels so sore this morning
Nerves dance in her stomach like butterflies. She needs to think of something else, think of anything but yesterday or she'll be bright red all over.]
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Nerves dance in her stomach like butterflies. She needs to think of something else, think of anything but yesterday or she'll be bright red all over.]
Did you sleep okay?