Daynara
I awaken, tucked into the cocoon of Nicholas’ larger body. The light of the cart’s window casts a dim shadow, and the slow rocking of the train’s steady movements lulls me. Glancing down, I see Nicholas' arm wrapped around my waist, and a giddy feeling awakens inside my chest. Closing my eyes, I caress my fingers across his elegant hand and savor the feeling of being in his arms. His steady breathing and the warmth of his body are like an aphrodisiac to my senses.
When I chose to pursue him all those years ago, I had such girlish dreams of us falling in love. But then he left, leaving me thinking that all those emotions I felt for him were one-sided. Now, as I lay in his arms, I know what we had was real.
Eventually, Nicholas comes awake. His breathing changes and his arms care
