Jeanie
Normally, when I go off the deep end, I can’t sleep. Sometimes I go for days, with the thoughts and voices in my head running at warp speed. But somehow, I found myself pinned under the blankets with Gabe’s heavy arm keeping me in place.
I could have escaped from his hold if I wanted to. He wasn’t being forceful and I was strong, I was trained in martial arts, but I didn’t fight him. Because on some level I knew he was trying to protect me… from myself.
Nobody had done that for me…since Rae Rae.
The weight of his arm was almost like a weighted blanket, soothing my nervous system, calming the anxiety and the frantic need to move. In a short amount of time he began to snore softly. He wiggled around in his sleep and threw his leg across my thighs.
And it felt…comforting. So comf
