Ashton already climbed up onto the big bed. He moved cautiously, testing the waters to see if his parents would say anything about him claiming the best spot. For a few minutes, he sat there, observing his father and Delphinia come and go before throwing himself onto his back with a pleased sigh.
Ashton stared at the ceiling, his hands resting on his stomach as he let out another soft sigh. The bed felt huge and soft, almost like it was swallowing him up, but he didn't mind. It was rare for him to feel this comfortable, especially since he didn't usually want to sleep in his father's room anymore.
Ashton shifted, resting his chin on his chest as he stared at the foot of the bed. Truthfully, he couldn't remember the last time he had wanted this. Maybe back when it was just him and his dad, those nights when thunderstorms shook the house, and Evander would let him crawl into bed for comfort.
