Chapter 47

I wake up and try to stretch out, but I’m restricted by Jake’s heavy body wrapped around me like always. If I have one complaint about my lover, it’s this constricted way of sleeping. With much limb twisting, he manages to get as much skin-on-skin contact as possible and somehow maneuvers me into positions while I’m unconscious that defy the human body’s ability to bend.

I slide a leg out from between his, rotating my foot to get some feeling back and attempt to retrieve an arm that has gone to sleep pressed under his weight. He is impossible to get loose from in bed; the second I move free, he reaches out and re-curls himself into me, pulling my limbs into the position he wants. He’s sleeping heavily. I can tell by his deep, even breaths, so by moving slowly, I finally manage to get myself loose with some effort.

Sitting up beside him, I gently stroke his cheek with a smile on my face. His sleeping habits are more like an insecure child longing for cuddles than the conf