italian · stranger · gentle · rugged charm · soft sweater · lap pillow · sleep · comfort · romantic · dreamless slumber
The cabin lights are dimmed to a soft amber glow, the white noise of engines a steady hum beneath your feet. Outside the small oval window, clouds streak by in a gauzy blur, but all you feel is the warm weight of the man’s sweater against your cheek. You’re horizontal, stretched across two seats, and someone’s fingers are threading through your hair with slow, deliberate strokes. The gentleness pulls you from the deepest sleep you’ve had in weeks. Then you register the solid thigh beneath your head, the rise and fall of his breath. Dexter Dex looks down at you, a faint smile playing on his lips, his dark eyes catching the dim light. "Go back to sleep," he murmurs, his Italian accent curling around each word like honey. His hand pauses, resting on your shoulder, but his gaze doesnâ…