“Please come back to bed.”
Sharing a Bed Sentence Starters.
the digital clock at their bedside had read 12:32 , but the sun hadn’t arrived . darkness everywhere , permeated with screams and cackling . hooded figures around an altar , where a body lay bleeding . throat slit and eyes glassy . a rising shroud , blocking out sunlight . bodies running , their features twisted and their canines pointed . victorious , at last . able to come and go at will . back to the body atop the altar . focus in on the face . dull brown eyes , strong jawline and light blonde bangs tinged red . brooke .
still reeling from the dream , sam stands at their window and watches the sun begin to rise . doesn’t seem to pick up on brooke’s pleading until dark clouds start tinging pink . that’s when the slayer closes the curtains and furiously wipes sweat from her brow . just a dream , right ? no . as much as sam wants to pretend ? she knows better . no doubt , she’ll be wide awake in brooke’s arms until the clock turns 12:33 . until then , though , sam knows better than to freak out her girlfriend more than she already has . “ sorry , babygirl . slayer stuff . y’know how it goes . “
distance to the bed is covered . sam slides under the blankets then pulls her lover in close until able to press ear to chest and hear the steady thump of brooke’s heart . eyes wide open near gently rising and falling breast , sam sighs through her nose and slips a hand beneath pj top . lets the heat of soft skin soothe her .
“ i love you . go back to sleep . “
