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DANIKA I took a deep breath, my face buried in the most divine chest in the world. I’d been awake for a while, but I didn’t even think about getting up. I wasn’t sure if I was more wrapped around Tristan, or he me. We’d gone to sleep clutching each other, and from what I could tell, neither of us had moved an inch. My leg was thrown over his hip, my arm around his side, a fistful of his T-shirt gripped in my hand like I was holding on for dear life. I was lying on my other arm, enough weight on it that it’d gone numb, and still, I didn’t even think about moving. His arm was thrown over my shoulders, one leg pushed high between mine. I could feel my own T-shirt riding up to my ribs, his hand gripping a handful of it at my back. We’d been mirroring each other, clinging for dear life, even in sleep.

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