She tucks her head against his chest, taking comfort in his presence. Tranquility starts to settle over them as they just lay there, tangled together on the bed.
"Hey Miles," she starts after a while, her words muffled by his shirt.
He hums in response, his fingers lightly tracing her spine. "Yeah?"
She swallows nervously before continuing. "Can you... can you loosen your hold on me?" she asks hesitantly. "I mean, it's getting really tight..."
Miles chuckles softly, causing his chest to rumble. "Are you saying I'm suffocating you?" He teases, his grip slowly loosening around her waist.
"No, it's just..." she fumbles with the words again, feeling oddly vulnerable under his gaze. "I can't think clearly..."
"About what?" His voice is a soft inquiry and Izzy can feel his warm breath against the top of her head.
She looks up at him to scold him, but he might have seen the need in her eyes, because the next thing she knows is that he is leaning over her and placing a kiss on her lips.
Izzy'
