CHAPTER 20: The heart talking instead of the brain

MILES:

I had considered sleeping on the sofa. But, hell no! This bed was large enough to accommodate the two of us without our bodies touching. So I thought. In the middle of the night, I somehow ended up cuddling Meredith. It felt possessive, yet oddly familiar, like I had missed doing that for a long while. Surprisingly, it eased my stress and made me feel better. I enjoyed it.

Let me tell you one thing about myself. First, I never cuddle anybody because it makes me feel suffocated. Second, I never sleep in the same bed with anyone. Why didn't being in the same room and bed with this woman feel inconvenient?

I moved closer to wrap her whole body, inhaling the scent of her hair, and she snuggled into me like a joey would in its mother's pouch. I stayed put, trying to fall back asleep. She began to whimper and let out small cries. “Don't hurt me,” she repeatedly said. She was having a bad dream.

I got up and knelt, gently shaking her. “Hey, you're safe,” I ran my hand through her h