“It won’t take long to kick in,” I said as she swallowed the pill.
“Will you stay with me?” she asked, almost like she was afraid that I’d leave her.
“Sure,” I said, pleased that she wanted me to. I halfway expected her to not want anything to do with me.
Once I was sitting on the bed, my legs out in front of me and shoes off, she made use of my lap as a pillow.
“Making sure I won’t leave?” I joked, but not upset at all. I didn’t want to go anywhere else.
“I can move,” she answered with a yawn.
“Stay,” I shushed, laying my hand over the top of her head to keep her in place. “I don’t mind.”
“Good,” she said, a smile in her voice.
“Sleep. I’ll be here when you wake,” I said, running my hand through her hair, loving that she was comfortable enough with me. She melted into my lap more, if it was possible, as she fell asleep.
