When Delaney woke up, she was at first confused, not understanding where she was. When she felt something warm under her cheek, she lifted her head a little and looked down. Under her was a tanned, muscular arm.
Rolling to her back then, Delaney realized she'd moved around in her sleep and had had her back pressed to his warm body and her head on his arm.
For a moment she blushed and felt embarrassed for doing it. But then she remembered he was her husband after all. There was nothing wrong with her sleeping next to him.
Her husband. It seemed strange to think she had spent the night in bed with her husband. Maybe they hadn't spent the night together like married couples traditionally would but it felt important to her.
