An elbow in the ribs brought Brianna groggily out of sleep. Her first view of the morning after a
night of love was floor. If Gray took up another inch of the bed, she'd be on it.
It took her only seconds, and a shiver in the chilly morning air, to realize she hadn't even the
stingiest corner of sheet or blanket covering her.
Gray, on the other hand, was cozily wrapped beside her, like a contented moth in a cocoon.
Sprawled over the mattress, he slept like the dead. She wished she could have said his snuggled
position, and the elbow lodged near her kidney, was lover-like, but it smacked plainly of greed. Her
tentative pushes and tugs didn't budge him.
So that was the way of it, she thought. The man was obviously unaccustomed to sharing.
Born in Ice
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Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
Because your subconscious mind controls the way you sleep with your
partner, sleep body language can be an amazingly accurate way to assess
what's going on in your relationship -
even if you can't or don't articulate those things while you're awake.
even if you can't or don't articulate those things while you're awake.
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She awoke with the winter sun slanted over her face.
She awoke warm.
Sometime in the night he’d spooned her, and now she lay snugged back up against him, wrapped close. Cozy, she thought, rested and relaxed.
He’d wanted her to sleep, so she’d slept.
Sometime in the night he’d spooned her, and now she lay snugged back up against him, wrapped close. Cozy, she thought, rested and relaxed.
He’d wanted her to sleep, so she’d slept.
Wasn’t it funny how he managed to get his way without demanding, without pushing?
Vision in White