Morning light filtered softly through the half-drawn curtains, painting warm golden stripes across the tangled sheets.
Brandon was still deep in sleep, face buried completely in the plush softness of Ravene's breasts.
His cheek was squished against one, lips parted slightly against the warm skin.
One of his arms was draped across her waist, the other tucked under her back, holding her close even in dreams.
Ravene lay on her back with a lazy smile on her lips as she gazed down at him.
Her fingers threaded gently through his messy hair, patting his head in slow, soothing strokes.
"Sleepy boy," she whispered in a fond, teasing voice.
She scratched lightly at his scalp, feeling him unconsciously nuzzle deeper into her chest with a low, sleepy hum.
After a few more minutes of silence, Brandon woke up.
His lashes fluttered, then opened slowly, blinking up at her from where his face was still happily smothered between her breasts.
