Felicity
It was a new morning. A perfect morning. Felicity rolled over and saw Weston sleeping on his back, peaceful and beautiful.
They had made the decision to no longer fight their feelings. Now, they knew there would be a bigger fight. But it would be okay if they could do it together. She knew she would have to protect him at all costs. Someone was already trying to tear them apart.
She wanted to find out who as soon as possible and put a stop to it all.
Weston began to stir. He turned towards her and wrapped his arms around her midsection, pulling her into him.
He held her. She was almost lulled back to sleep by his rhythmic breathing. Once she had given in to the inevitable, she felt perfectly safe with him. Even though he was merely human, she knew he would do anything in his power to always make her feel this way.
"Good morning, beautiful," he said as he kissed the top of her head.