XIV. Mendacious

We laid in our bed, Hayden’s warm arm around my waist, softly petting my stomach. I felt completely at ease. There was nothing weighing on my mind. Nothing weighing me down. It was the first time I craved sleep. Usually I’d lie awake, begging my mind to settle, but my mind was empty now. My eyelids were heavy, and my heart was full. There was nothing else I needed or wanted, but to fall asleep in Hayden’s arms. The moon had casted a white light over our bedroom floor. It was a peaceful night.

I could tell by his unsteady breathing that he was still awake. His hand making circles around my belly. The room was in complete darkness and stillness. We were both at ease. Satisfied.