For the first time in days, I had the best sleep of my life. No nightmares. I sent a silent prayer that this would be my situation for the rest of my life.
I made to move but discovered to my slight shock that was in a tight hold. Quinn's arm was around my waist close to my breasts. So dangerously close that if he moved them up just a few inches more, he could cup them. I blushed as I felt his breathing on my shoulder.
I had to move fast. The pack would be worried and I had to clear the erotic ideas that were dancing in my head. I had to formulate an excuse in my head in my head instead of thinking Quinn's c**k currently pressing against my ass.
Slowly, I untangled myself from his arms and got up. I got the time to look at him. Goddess, even in his rough state of sleep he was gorgeous.
