~Noelle~
After the celebrations, food, and mildly awkward conversations, Dante and I bid the town goodnight. I went right to my room, while he took Lynx to hers for a bed time story. Sleep was more than welcomed, yet I couldn't find it. I laid flat on my bed for thirty minutes, I should know the exact time, I counted each second. Watching the handle on the clock tick. There was a soft knock on the door.
"Come in." And he did. I wasn't expecting him. "Did something happen to Lynx?"
'No, you're still healing. I thought you could use some warmth.'
Huh? I'm not sure I get that. Is he saying he wants to sleep in my room? For my sake?
'Tha is exactly what I'm saying.'
"Oh, sure." When next will this opportunity present itself. Saying no wouldn't be wise. And if we're talking on the benefit side, I do need to heal up. Geez, I'm not sure I like healing people.
