Who: Alycia and Asher What: Nightmares Where: Asher's suite When: February 1st, Early morning Rating: Medium Status: Incomplete/Closed
By no means had Alycia meant to spent the night with Asher. It's not as though it hadn't been on her mind, but this was still new, and she wasn't exactly trying to push her luck. Plus, something told her... there was a reason he seemed standoffish every evening she spent time with him and it came time to part ways. There was just some sort of look in his eye that told her he wanted to keep staying over separate for the time being, and she was fine with that.
But after spending the day together during the blizzard, and then of course, having sex, she had just been exhausted. And before she really had a moment to think on it, she found herself asleep in his bed, most likely nuzzled into his side without even realizing it.
Aly really wasn't one to get a restful sleep ever, but that night, she slept better than she ever had before. Perhaps that was why she hadn't realized that Asher was awake, fighting sleep for the most part for the entire night. Had she known, she would have left immediately. Come the early morning, the blonde woke suddenly to a jolt next to her, opening her eyes and realizing quickly something wasn't right. Ash seemed to have dozed off, his muscles tense, his face wearing an expression of someone who was experiencing something less than restful. She sat up and watched as his hand shot out towards the nightstand and though she wasn't sure why, her own instincts kicked in and she reached over grabbing his hand suddenly, which seemed to pull him out of whatever terror he was currently stuck in.