Sawyer tried to get up but Elizabeth squeezed him tighter and kissed his chest. He didn’t want to leave her, and when she did things like that it made it impossible.
He had decided that he should ask Selene what she wanted to do about the fact her former pack was in danger, and he knew that he should get up and do that sooner rather than later.
Elizabeth moved slightly, but he did not try to slip away. He just held her close, and breathed on her unique and intoxicating scent because he never wanted to feel like he had not appreciated properly her again.
She smelled so good to him that he panicked for a second and shook her awake to ask if she felt alright.
“Just tired,” she smiled wearily and closed her eyes again, “and you should be sleeping, too. “
She didn’t seem desperate for him
