“She dozed off and on restlessly, worried about Josh, about the extinction weapon, and about her growing, powerful feelings for Adrien. She would fall asleep then awaken, uneasy sensations refusing to let her sleep. When she woke and tried to pull away, thinking she needed to get moving, needed to find her son, Adrien would grunt his disapproval and hold her close, keeping her next to him. She relented each time, relaxing against the heat of his body. The rise and fall of his chest soothed her a...nd she slept some more. Dawn came and went. She remained cocooned in bed with him as each hour passed. More than once she felt a pressing need to get up, to start a new list, to make a new plan to find the weapon and to find Josh, but over and over, he pulled her against him until finally she fell into the deep void of sleep, the warmth of his skin soothing her against the cold rain that still hit the windows. Later, much later, the faint stormy light of day disappeared, giving way to dark gray evening and finally the black of another rainy Paris night.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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