Ashleigh's eyes had fallen closed and she'd cuddled close to him, again, but she shifted when his lips sought hers. Her hand rested lightly on his stomach as her face tilted up to his. Without a thought in her mind, she returned the kiss, lingering in it just as long as she could before finally repositioning her lips on his and pulling lightly at one of them.
They'd woken up like this several times during the past couple of months and she really sort of loved it. Was there a better way to be pulled from your dreams?