Chapter 32

Nathan Marsh

Some hours later, getting on toward three in the morning, Ivy wakes up with a start. She opens her eyes, and I can see the light dawn in them when she figures out where she is, and remembers why she is laying there curled up against my side, both of us still naked. She burrows closer to me for warmth and I feel her starting to drift off again.

"No, dear girl," I say, gently shaking her shoulder. "Time for you to get into your own bed." She opens her eyes again, rubs the sleep from them, and stretches. The ground of her circle is not the best for sleeping on, and honestly, I think that more than anything is what convinces her that she should get up.