It was those soft touches and nothing more that gave her comfort and peace. Something she was appreciating the longer that she was around him. She didn’t want to leave, but she could tomorrow. Because she was better and healed perfectly. Kayla felt him shift, rubbing the heel of her palm over her eyes as she sat up. “How….how long was I asleep?”
He smiled as she woke up and he put his book down as he looked at her. “Just for a few hours, I didnt want to wake you…You looked the most peaceful I have seen you since I helped with your wounds..”