(Kira's POV)
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When I opened my eyes the next morning, the first thing I could feel was the familiar weight on my chest. For the last couple of nights, I had been waking up beside Lena and I knew just how she loved cuddling and I had gotten used to the feeling. I shifted in the bed, moving up a little as I wanted to get a better look at her.
Like me, she was fully naked. She had her head nestled over my breasts, her eyes were closed in peaceful sleep and one of her legs was draped across my thighs. It made me smile, it showed that deep down, she wasn't as mad at me as she was making it out to be.
After our intense encounter last night—after I'd pulled her into the bedroom with more need than tenderness—she'd made her displeasure known in a way colder than any scream could've been.
She didn't yell. She didn't argue.
She just… shut down.
