Her eyes fluttered open as she awoke to find Zadris asleep behind her, his arm holding her protectively. She lay there perfectly still, listening to him as he slept, his breath warm on her neck.
'What am I doing?' Fiona thought to herself. 'I'm allowing him to lay here, with me, though I really don't know him.' She took a deep breath, and realized she could smell him. He smelled good, earthy, like wood, and grass, and soil. She smiled softly, relaxing without immediately realizing it. Those smells were some of her favorite. She'd always enjoyed gardening with her Mother. She and Mother would gather their tools, get the soil ready, then when Daddy got home, he'd help them plant the tree or shrub he would bring them from the nursery. Or they'd prepare a plot for a small kitchen garden, toge
