Lucy stirred, a lethargic groan escaping her lips. The events of the previous night, the worry and the relief, all caught up to her, leaving a dull ache in her limbs.
She smiled when she felt Tom's arms around her, his chest rising and falling rhythmically as he slept.
Why didn't he wake her up to go and freshen up? She mused as she wondered how long she had been out.
Picking up her phone, she glanced at the time and she was surprised to see that it was almost noon. She had been sleeping for over four hours already.
Not wanting to disturb him, she carefully lifted his hand and slipped out of arms. Careful not to rustle the sheets, she slipped out of bed as quietly as possible, and tiptoed towards the bathroom.
As she freshened up her thoughts drifted to her phone conversation with Candace and she could help but hope that Tom would let her check on Dawn now.
