Fussing

Clara

When I woke up, the room was dim and soft with early morning light. For a few seconds I didn’t understand where I was. My cheek was pressed against something warm and solid, and my neck felt a little stiff. Then I blinked, lifted my head a little, and my eyes met his.

Gael was awake.

He was lying on his side, watching me like he was afraid to even breathe in case I disappeared. His eyes were