29 How do I Tell Him

I tried to get that out as quietly as possible, but I realized that I failed miserably when I heard a chuckle coming from the bed I just left.

“I am so glad that my misery brings you some enjoyment!”

At that he lost it. I have to admit, his laugh is contagious, I couldn’t help but laugh along with him. I can make out that he's moving around, then the bedside lamp comes on.

“Hurry up, I want a few more hours of sleep, and I sleep better with you.”

I just nod, rush into the bathroom and hurry back to bed so I can get back into his warm arms. Running back, and jumping in, like a kid who’s afraid the monsters under the bed will eat my feet, I wind up partially across Ash’s lap. I feel like everything is right and nothing can go wrong when I am wrapped up in his arms. This time, though, I am unable to get to sleep. I lay, relishing in the feeling, and sensation, of being in his arms. Fin and I cuddled, but it never felt like this. I felt safe and warm, but so