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clothes for him. She looked happy and it warmed his heart to see her smile again.
She insisted on cooking dinner. Tyler was watching TV when Thomas returned home. He glanced at Nevvie in the kitchen before leaning over for a kiss.
“Well?” he whispered.
“It’s a start. She had fun and she’s got the basics. We’ll need to take her out again.”
“We? But you’re so good at that.”
Tyler glared at him. “We meaning you and I, lover. I know you’d rather have a colonoscopy than go clothes shopping, but think about having your own sweet Nevvie to dress.”
He considered, then smiled. “You know me too well, evil genius.”
“How do you think I keep your interest up?”
Thomas goosed him. “Maybe we’ll get a chance to get our interest up tonight if she sleeps well.”
Tyler patted his arm. “Let’s see how she is. I don’t want her alone with her night terrors.”
After dinner all three sat on the couch, Nevvie’s head in Tyler’s lap and getting a foot rub from Thomas. They realized around nine that she was sound asleep.
“Well?” Thomas whispered.
Tyler looked into her peaceful face. “I don’t have the heart to disturb her. You go to bed. I’ll stay with her.”
Thomas carefully moved her feet from his lap. She didn’t awaken, and he leaned over and kissed Tyler good night.
“I love you,” he whispered in his ear. “You did good, Ty. If I hadn’t listened to you about going after her…” He couldn’t finish.
“It’s all right. She’s safe, that’s all that matters.”
Thomas nodded and padded down the hall to bed.
Tyler grabbed a throw pillow, wedging it under his right side, leaning over to doze without waking her.
* * * *
Around midnight, Nevvie awoke on the couch and realized she still occupied Tyler’s lap. For the first time since being there she didn’t have the terrifying dream that jolted her out of sleep—that the boys didn’t arrive in time and what Alex would have done, Alex morphing into Steve Moses and her terrified screams as she tried to fight him off.
She closed her eyes and inhaled, her nose pressed against Tyler’s stomach, his scent warming her heart. It felt right being curled up here with him. He felt right.
In sleep, Tyler’s left hand had come to rest comfortably over her mid-drift. Like this she could imagine they were lovers, dream of what she wished she had, platonically absorb it.
She laced her fingers through his and snuggled closer, drifting back to sleep.
Thomas awoke at one and realized Tyler still wasn’t in bed. He found them on the couch and knew Tyler wouldn’t be able to walk the next morning if he slept contorted all night. He gently nudged him, then carefully scooped Nevvie up. In sleep she put her arms around his neck and muttered something.
He carried her to her bedroom and Tyler pulled back the covers. Then Thomas whispered in his ear, “You get some sleep, I’ll stay with her. You’ve got to be in New York in two days, and you won’t sleep tomorrow night with your nerves.”
“You know me too well, love.” He kissed him and returned to their room while Thomas curled next to her and went back to sleep.
* * * *
Nevvie awoke and realized she was in her bed with a warm, firm body comfortably snuggled against her.
She felt the arm draped around her waist: Thomas. Already she could tell the two apart just by their scent, not to mention their bodies. His arms were longer and leaner, not overly muscled but firm and well-defined, his fingers thicker, the hair on his arms a different texture. Tyler’s fingers were long and thin, and she imagined they were skilled at the most delicate of…
Mmm . Quit thinking like that, or poor Thomas would get a surprise. She snuggled close and laced her fingers through his, quickly returning to a deep, dreamless sleep.
* * * *
The next morning, Nevvie awoke alone to the smell of coffee brewing. She rolled over, wondering if she’d dreamed
She insisted on cooking dinner. Tyler was watching TV when Thomas returned home. He glanced at Nevvie in the kitchen before leaning over for a kiss.
“Well?” he whispered.
“It’s a start. She had fun and she’s got the basics. We’ll need to take her out again.”
“We? But you’re so good at that.”
Tyler glared at him. “We meaning you and I, lover. I know you’d rather have a colonoscopy than go clothes shopping, but think about having your own sweet Nevvie to dress.”
He considered, then smiled. “You know me too well, evil genius.”
“How do you think I keep your interest up?”
Thomas goosed him. “Maybe we’ll get a chance to get our interest up tonight if she sleeps well.”
Tyler patted his arm. “Let’s see how she is. I don’t want her alone with her night terrors.”
After dinner all three sat on the couch, Nevvie’s head in Tyler’s lap and getting a foot rub from Thomas. They realized around nine that she was sound asleep.
“Well?” Thomas whispered.
Tyler looked into her peaceful face. “I don’t have the heart to disturb her. You go to bed. I’ll stay with her.”
Thomas carefully moved her feet from his lap. She didn’t awaken, and he leaned over and kissed Tyler good night.
“I love you,” he whispered in his ear. “You did good, Ty. If I hadn’t listened to you about going after her…” He couldn’t finish.
“It’s all right. She’s safe, that’s all that matters.”
Thomas nodded and padded down the hall to bed.
Tyler grabbed a throw pillow, wedging it under his right side, leaning over to doze without waking her.
* * * *
Around midnight, Nevvie awoke on the couch and realized she still occupied Tyler’s lap. For the first time since being there she didn’t have the terrifying dream that jolted her out of sleep—that the boys didn’t arrive in time and what Alex would have done, Alex morphing into Steve Moses and her terrified screams as she tried to fight him off.
She closed her eyes and inhaled, her nose pressed against Tyler’s stomach, his scent warming her heart. It felt right being curled up here with him. He felt right.
In sleep, Tyler’s left hand had come to rest comfortably over her mid-drift. Like this she could imagine they were lovers, dream of what she wished she had, platonically absorb it.
She laced her fingers through his and snuggled closer, drifting back to sleep.
Thomas awoke at one and realized Tyler still wasn’t in bed. He found them on the couch and knew Tyler wouldn’t be able to walk the next morning if he slept contorted all night. He gently nudged him, then carefully scooped Nevvie up. In sleep she put her arms around his neck and muttered something.
He carried her to her bedroom and Tyler pulled back the covers. Then Thomas whispered in his ear, “You get some sleep, I’ll stay with her. You’ve got to be in New York in two days, and you won’t sleep tomorrow night with your nerves.”
“You know me too well, love.” He kissed him and returned to their room while Thomas curled next to her and went back to sleep.
* * * *
Nevvie awoke and realized she was in her bed with a warm, firm body comfortably snuggled against her.
She felt the arm draped around her waist: Thomas. Already she could tell the two apart just by their scent, not to mention their bodies. His arms were longer and leaner, not overly muscled but firm and well-defined, his fingers thicker, the hair on his arms a different texture. Tyler’s fingers were long and thin, and she imagined they were skilled at the most delicate of…
Mmm . Quit thinking like that, or poor Thomas would get a surprise. She snuggled close and laced her fingers through his, quickly returning to a deep, dreamless sleep.
* * * *
The next morning, Nevvie awoke alone to the smell of coffee brewing. She rolled over, wondering if she’d dreamed
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