It has been hours since he had a bundle in his arm, it ached a little because he had been maintaining his posture for over 2 hours afraid he would wake her up.
His hand was bent awkwardly,one on her waist and and the other on her back because he didn't want to touch her butt.
He was after all a gentleman who doesn't want to lose the sanity he was holding o to with his last strength.
He swallowed hard as he became more conscious of her soft blossom on his chest.
He wondered how she could sleep while on her heels "what a mindless pig" he thought .
How could she sleep comfortably for hours with a man she didn't trust? Does that mean she has a little of faith in me then? Or she's just a pig who would sleep anywhere. Is this how she sleeps comfortably on any guy she meets?
He frowned at his numerous thoughts, and tightened is arm around her waist a little. Probably imagining it was the neck of one of the guys that has held her the was he was holding her.