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I was a possessive bastard even unconscious I wanted to keep Scarlett exactly where she was

After our scene in the guest rooust as an excuse He'd been curled up on the couch right where we'd left hi his movie, content and oblivious Scarlett tucked hi she was tired, had disappeared into the bathroom for a shower

Considering how long she was in there, she should have looked less chilly when she eed in her tank and boxers She'd tucked herself into the other side of the bed, practically clutching the edge of the o to sleep

I pulled up a book on my iPad and settled in, prepared to be aust's bedtiain, she'd hurtled herself frorabbed a blanket fro the makeshift bolster between us, Scarlett avoided my eyes and tucked herself back under the covers

I resisted the urge to laugh Really It was almost impossible "Am I that irresistible?"

No answer frole hand rose froer extended The middle one

I choked back a burst of laughter "Sleep tight"

The hand withdrew and, eventually, Scarlett's breath evened out I waited until I was sure she was out before I snagged the bolster and tossed it on the floor Not long after, I joined her in sleep

I ith her soft body entwined with mine

I felt it the second she woke Face turning to the side, her cheek on my shoulder, her lips brushedust I could just see hi over his eyes, and one foot hanging off the couch Still out cold

"Mh to rest on the shoulder opposite her head, fingers curling in, then relaxing to stroke