(Kieran)
I looked down at Sloane. She was asleep against me. Her breathing deep and even.
She would wake up sore if she stayed on the couch all night.
I shifted carefully. Slid one arm under her knees and the other around her back. Lifted her.
She stirred but did not wake.
I carried her down the hall and pushed her bedroom door open with my foot. The room was dark.
I walked to the bed and laid her down gently. She rolled onto her side and pulled the blanket up.
I stood there for a moment and watched her.
She looked calm. Safe.
I should leave and sleep on the couch.
I did not want to.
I took off my shoes and my watch and set them on the nightstand. Then I walked around the bed and lay down beside her.
She shifted in her sleep and moved closer, resting her head on my chest.
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