Chapter 14 - Shea

I woke in his bed. The sun is just starting to peak through the window of his bedroom casting a soft pink light. Luke is laying on his back, one arm behind his head, and the other is under mine. I realize I'm tucked into his tightly, his hand firmly across my hip, anchoring me in place. His face is soft and his breath is slow and deep. I don't want to move, for fear of disturbing him. I allow myself to lay next to him as memories of the night before flood my mind. 

 I dont know what came over me. I woke last night with a horrible feeling crushing my chest. I really didn't remember what the dream was about but I felt sick and sweaty. On instinct I had woken Luke up. And once I was in his bed everything else faded away. I knew it was silly and irrational, and I knew the only reason I was probably having these feelings was because of last night; I just couldn't help it. His eyes looked so open, and the way he looked at me had my stomach in tense knots. I wanted to know a