She sighed in her sleep as he climbed into the bed, pulling the sheets up. Her arm went over his chest, hugging him sleepily as she snuggled against him. He turned into her embrace and with a gentle hand, he reached out and held her close.
The moon sat low in the sky and silver light tumbled though the window, glowing against the silk sheets. She smelled of the almond soap and he breathed deep as her foot nuzzled his. Her sigh disturbed the silence as his hand lazily trailed her spine.
Olivia rolled over, her thick hair slipping from her shoulder as her body stretched lithely. She draped her leg over Peter's, satin flesh against coarse. With a soft sigh of contentment, she rested her head on his chest. A moment later, his hand ran through her dark hair, lazily combing through the loose waves. She closed her eyes, a tired smile curling the corners of her mouth.
Beneath her head, his heart beat firmly, a reassuring keeper of the peace. She enveloped his chest, drawing closer to the life of him as his hand followed the curve of her spine.
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