“Bella, what are you doing?” I mumble through my sleep induced haze as she lightly traces my face with her fingers.
“I wanted to touch you. You look so peaceful when you’re sleeping.”
“Hmm. Yet you’re always waking me up.” I wrap my arm around her to pull her against me. She lays her head on my shoulder and her fingers trail down my face onto my bare chest. “I was having the best dream.”
“Really? About what?”
“You,” I tell her, unable to keep the smirk off my face.
Bella lifts her head and looks me in the eyes. “What about me?” she asks with a quirked brow.
“You were naked,” I answer honestly, leaving out the part where she was underneath me and crying out my name.
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