“Chastity?” he murmured, and managed to adjust his head to have a look; it was. It was only a moment of utter shock and then his face decided it would be fun to imitate the color of an apple, so deep was his blush of embarrassment. He came wholly alive now, and realized that she was very, very comfortably snuggled up to him and sleeping placidly, her breathing in deep and rhythmic sounds, he could make out her upper body swelling and deflating with the air she took in. Sunlight traced outlines on her peaceful face, that beautiful, beautiful face, her left hand was resting the right side of his chest, her right arm was lying to near his head; her body was more on him than not and her positioning just so, which accounted for how handily he was pinned.
Circumstances Scene 132
