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Lying here like this I finally feel able to still my mind, focusing on just the feel and smell of him. The gentleness of his breathing and the way his fingers stroke my arm. It's all so familiar and so necessary to my mental state. I don't fight sleep as it moves in, enveloped in his arms, in the warmth and security my body has been longing for. * * * I wake with a jump, dreaming I was falling, my heart racing as I bump back to reality. Jake's arms tighten around me and hold me still. "It's okay," he mumbles, sleepily, not fully coherent, bringing my cheek to his mouth and kissing me lightly. His warm breath giving me tingles and soothing my racing heart. "I'm here." His voice is gravelly, he's half-asleep and I'm still held in his arms on the soft leather couch, only now there's a warm