Despite the heaviness of her lids, Nevaeh struggled to stay awake, not because she was too afraid to slip under the dark blanket of sleep, but because her mind was a tumultuous ground of thoughts. Thoughts of herself, her family, her sister, her fiance, the weird and strange things happening to her, and most importantly, how she was currently enjoying the warmth and comfort that Dale was providing her.
His strong hand wrapped around her waist as he held firmly against his chest, providing her with a sense of security as she laid still under the warmth of his hand. He held her so firmly like that would take away her fear and worries.
Heaven knows how much she wanted to break away from him, but her body seemed to want something entirely different. What had she thought when she agreed for him to hold her.
