Chapter twelve

When I woke up the next morning, Derek was spooned up tightly behind me. My legs were tangled with his and one heavy arm wound around my waist. I snuggled back against him and thought about everything that had happened the day before.

I wasn't quite as panicked about our impending trip. Being with Derek had calmed both me and my wolf about what might happen. Surely he wouldn't be sleeping this soundly next to me if he were worried. He certainly had more experience with the Council than I did. If he thought things were going to be okay, then maybe they would be. Either way, I resolved, I was going to enjoy the time I had with him.

Derek might be sleeping soundly, but parts of him were awake. I wiggled my butt against him and he wedged himself even more firmly against me. I pulled one of his hands off my waist and settled it firmly on my breast. His hand twitched, but Derek was still deeply asleep. Maybe I could change that.

I reached behind me and slid my hand up the back of his thigh