“You must be feelin’ a little better if you’re teasin’ me.”
There was a gentle teasing note in his voice that made her smile faintly. “If I’m honest, I am feeling a little better.” She stood there, fidgeting nervously.
“It’s a’right, Kitten. You don’t need to be nervous. We’re just sleepin’.”
Kylie sighed softly. “I know. I don’t know why I feel nervous. It isn’t like we haven’t already fallen asleep together like this once before.”
“Dis is a little different from da night at da gazebo. You’re still feelin’ a bit raw over what happened a few days ago, Kitten.”
His hand lifted to caress her cheek and Kylie found herself leaning into his touch. “I’m tired of being afraid,” she whispered. Her eyes widened. She hadn’t meant to say that out loud.
“I know. I’ll do ever’ting I can to erase dat fear.”
She heard the conviction in his voice. “I believe you mean that.” She smiled a little and yawned.
“A’course I do, Kitten. Come on, let’s get some sleep.”
She waited until he pulled the covers back before she crawled into bed. When he joined her, she curled up next to him and rested her head on his chest. “Good-night, Remy.”
“Good-night, Kylie. I’ll be right here to chase da bad dreams away.”
A faint smile graced her lips at his words. As she slowly relaxed, her eyes grew heavy and her breathing evened out. Her last conscious thought, before sleep dragged her under, was about how much she liked being in his arms.
