She wanted him to rest. It would have been selfish not to, but she still couldn't believe fate would be that kind to her. So Fina shifted and snuggled up to him, slipping a leg between his and nestling herself into his side. There was no way she could be dreaming, not when he was warm and holding her and solid like this. She looked up at him and smiled softly. "Kiss me," she whispered softly, running her hand up his back.
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