The next day…
Silas woke up early, feeling restless after a night of uneasy sleep. He couldn't shake off the feeling that Esme was sleeping on the sofa while he was in the comfortable bed. His annoyance turned to Emma, and he decided to talk to her.
Pushing the blanket away, he got out of bed, intending to head to the bathroom. However, his steps halted abruptly when he saw Esme sleeping in an awkward position on the sofa.
She was lying on her back, her left leg lifted and placed on the back of the sofa, while her hands were above her head, resting on the armrests. Her head was tilted slightly to the side, her hair falling across her face. The blanket was lying on the floor. The top of her night suit was pulled up, revealing her fair skin around her stomach.
It was all a sensory overload he wasn't prepared for.
