Brandon's arm slid around Yverine's waist, pulling her into him until there was no space left between them.
His hand rested on her lower back as he pressed a slow kiss to her lips.
She breathed out softly against him and the exhaustion of the night pulled her, but the feeling of his lips stayed with her even as her eyes closed.
Behind him, Elize shifted closer and hugged him from behind before placing a soft kiss on his neck "Good night."
The three of them settled like that and and within minutes, all of them had drifted off into a deep, peaceful sleep.
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The first pale light of morning was creeping through the curtains when Yverine's eyes fluttered open.
She blinked slowly and her mind was sluggish at first, until the warmth pressing against her reminded her of exactly where she was.
Her gaze drifted to Brandon first and saw that his hair was a little messy, one stubborn strand falling across his brow.
