TWELVE - SKYE

Skye I was gently awoken from my deep slumber by the soft light filtering through the blinds in Derek's bedroom. A grin spread across my face as I felt his arms still wrapped around me, a sense of peace washing over me like never before. From the way he patiently handled my anxious moments to the infectious laughter we shared, and the deep connection we had, everything about being with him made me feel content. As I felt him stir behind me, I traced my hands up and down his arms. Turning over, I planted a gentle kiss on his nose, waiting for his eyes to slowly flutter open. When he saw me still there, nestled under the covers with him, he pulled me in closer, a smile spreading across his face. Checking the time quickly, he sat up next to me and ran his fingers through my tangled hair. "Good morning, handsome," I whispered softly. "Good morning, beautiful," he replied, his smile lighting up his face. "I'm glad you're still here." "Me too," I said happily. "I'm so grateful you had a chan