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He didn’t need to hold her, to know she will be there when he wakes up, they were done running. It felt like his life had finally dropped an anchor; someplace warm, with beaches as white as 400 thread sheets and ocean the color of her eyes in the morning. He drifted, feeling her still awake, resting against his side, her breath rocking him like tidal waves.
A tiny foot slowly wedged itself between his and the sheet, other one playing around, gentle and cool. He smiled into he pillow, letting her roam free, try the fit of his ankle against the shape of her feet, texture of heel and softness of delicate skin around it. She tried the feeling of her toes against his then gently brushed them over the arch. And that little tickle was just too much, he chuckled and kicked her foot lightly, making her laugh.
She turned around and reached for him, bodies twining back into a lovers knot. Arms wrapped lightly around him, fingers brushing his cheek, her kiss undemanding, a whisper against his lips.
“What are you thinking about?”
“Nothing,” he breathed, and let himself feel.