I didn’t have any nightmares. In fact, I think this is the most peaceful night’s sleep I have had in a while.
I woke up to my cheek pressed against a hard chest and my hand was laid flat against his abs. One of his hands rested against my shoulder while the other one was on the bare skin on my lower back, my shirt must have ridden up sometime during the night.
Our legs were also tangled together. I looked up slightly and saw that Logan was still asleep and I took the time to admire his sleeping form. His lashes fanned across his cheekbones and his features looked so relaxed.
I decided to gently get out of bed but I must have miscalculated how entangled we were because when I tried to move out of his embrace I accidentally brushed against the wrong or right place depending on how you saw it.
In the flash of a second I was on my back and Logan was hovering over me and I let out a small gasp of surprise.