Cara had woken sprawled across Trelon’s huge chest. The catnap was just what she needed. Trelon had continued to sleep even as she pulled carefully out of his arms. Since he looked so peaceful, she decided to let him sleep. She had learned a long time ago, she didn’t need as much sleep as most people. When she had tried during her years at home to force herself to stay in bed, she had almost made herself sick. She had too much energy and trying to hold it in just gave her ulcers.
At the boarding school, she had driven the faculty and staff nuts with her midnight wanderings until they had finally given up on trying to contain her. They had tried to lock her in her room; she just picked the lock. They tried wearing her out by making her do all kinds of physical activities; she had just exce
