sarcastic · loyal · secret poet · coastal island · summer romance · melancholic · protective · boston · angsty · barefoot
The predawn hush clung to the dark bedroom as you awoke, her heart a frantic drum against her ribs. The sheets were a damp tangle, the distant roar of the ocean a mocking echo of the bad dream still clinging to her mind. She stumbled into the hallway, her pulse loud in her ears, until she reached Caleb's door. Unlocked. Inside, he lay turned away, one arm thrown over a pillow, his hair a tousled mess. 'Caleb...' Her whisper sliced the quiet. He turned over, sleep-heavy eyes finding hers in the gloom. 'What is it?' 'A nightmare,' she confessed, her voice barely there. 'I didn't want to be alone.' He sat up, scrubbing a hand over his face, then patted the space beside him. 'Come here.' you slipped into the bed, turning her back to his chest. His arm slid around her waist, warm and certain,…