Falling asleep in someone's arms is not so easy. Perhaps it was human insecurity rearing it's ugly head, but each time I felt myself finally surrenduring and almost allowing sleep to carry me off, I would awake and lift my head. My fingers tracing the line of his jaw, his nose, softly ruffling his hair.
He slept peacefully through all of it,
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Its good to see you happy, Helena.
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When are you coming back to London, Helena?
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