It was already morning.
A quiet hush filled the room as the golden hue of sunlight filtered through the half-closed curtains.
Brandon lay there, his head nestled into the pillow, one arm cradling Ravene against his chest.
She was tucked in close, her leg draped loosely over his hip, her fingers absentmindedly tracing slow circles across his bare chest.
His fingers threaded through her long hair, stroking the strands between his fingers.
She shifted slightly, nuzzling her face deeper into his shoulder with a quiet sigh.
Brandon tilted his head a little, glancing past Ravene to the other side of the bed.
There he saw Eira sleeping with her arms spread open.
For a long moment, Brandon stared at her, "How long before she wakes up...?"
"Hm?" Ravene tilted her head up from his chest slightly, her eyes still half-lidded from sleep.
"She should be waking up soon."
She traced a finger along his jawline, her eyes flickering toward Eira. "Don't worry about your girlfriend."
