I’m only just conscious enough to whisper his name. “Yes, love?” I try to say more but my mouth won’t listen. “Are you asleep now?” he asks. Yes, I think. I don’t know. Yes. I nod. “That’s good,” he says quietly. He lifts my head, pulls my hair away from my neck so my face falls more easily onto the pillow. He shifts so he’s beside me on the bed. “You need to sleep more,” he says. I nod again, curling onto my side. He pulls the blankets up around my arms. He kisses the curve of my shoulder. My shoulder blade. Five kisses down my spine, one softer than the next. “I will be here every night,” he
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