9. Night

The days are getting colder and every night is more restless than the next. You can feel Dex’s warm back pressed against yours as you lay in bed and his deep rhythmic breathing tells you he’s fallen asleep. You wish you could do the same but your aching body won’t let you. Your wound is nearly healed and Dex says he’ll remove the stitches in the morning. You miss the aching feeling in your body coming from your bruised ribs and leg. But lately it’s been coming from deep within. You feel an insatiable longing for Dex and have become more and more frustrated that he hasn’t made a move.

After tossing around for a while you finally throw the covers off of you and get up. You’ve had to wear some of Dex’s shirts as clothing since your jeans had been shredded beyond repair. You slip on your boots and wrap a blanket around your shoulders. You glance back at Dex’s sleeping form and let out a small sigh before walking over to the window. It started snowing a couple of days ago and you find yourself lost in your thoughts as you watch the flakes fall past the window.

You’re so lost in thought that you failed to hear Dex stir from the bed. Your body stiffens in surprise as you feel his large warm hand rest on your shoulder. “Are you okay?” He asks you softly. Instead of replying you just lean back into his hand and slowly slide back until your back is resting against his abdomen. He has a good foot or more of height on you and you feel your body relax against him. His body tightens for a moment and then you feel his hand run down the side of your arm before snaking around your waist.

You hear what sounds like a half groan half sigh come out of Dex’s mouth as he pulls you closer to him. You feel his head lower and he buries his nose into your hair and takes a deep breath. You both stand there silently for a moment just enjoying the embrace. After a minute you become aware something hard pressing against you and your breath catches in your throat. You close your eyes for a moment before summoning all of your courage. You open your eyes and slowly let the blanket slip off of your shoulders. You feel goosebumps instantly form on your bare arms and legs. Dex’s oversized undershirt is like a small dress on you and the collar of the shirt has sagged over revealing on of your shoulders. You slowly turn around and look up at Dex’s face.