Eighty Seven.

Dex

As I tried to stretch, I realised that something was clinging to me. It takes me a second to remember I had slept in the same bed as Cleo. Cleo’s body trembled against mine. Her arms wrapped around my waist. Her face was buried into my side. I had agreed to sleep in here to make her feel better, not to have her cling to me. Though I didn’t hate it.

“Cleo, what are you doing?”

“Has the howli