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Jack sat up in bed, his bare back resting against the fabric headboard. He looked down at Phryne lying beside him. She slept on her stomach, head turned away from him, her left arm under her pillow, right flung across the silk sheets.
He loved watching her sleep. Awake, she was constantly in motion—hips sashaying, feet tapping, eyes flashing as she moved towards or away from him. Only in sleep did her limbs quiet, through periodically a finger twitched, her brow would furrow then smooth.
He traced a finger lightly down her spine—the barest of touches—down silken skin to silken sheet. He pulled the fabric up to cover her. There you go, he whispered. I’ll always cover you. He stretched out beside her, hand splayed across her back, the warmth seeping into her skin.
She smiled as she heard his breath even out into a smooth rhythm.