Rest Your Head On My Shoulder Novels & Stories

instead, he adjusted our position so I could rest my head on his shoulder. "You can rest now, love" He whispered and like I was put under a spell, my eyes slowly began to close and I fell into a deep and comfortable slumber.

“How are you feeling?” I rested my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes for a moment. “A little better,” I whispered. “With you here.”

I rest my head on his shoulder. “You are so beautiful Athena, I want us to be like this forever,” he said, and I smiled and slowly we both fell asleep.

The roses smelled like heaven. I rested my head on his good shoulder and closed my eyes. This was it. This was everything.

I believe him. Or I try. I rest my head against his shoulder. And in that silence, for the first time in a long time, I breathe. Not peaceful, but alive and at the same time...

I tell myself, resting my head on his shoulder. “Yea.. sleep. It’s been a while since you last did that.”

She let herself lean in, resting her head against his shoulder. "I'll raise him like he's mine, Jackie."

“No princess style for the princess?” “This is better.” I clung to his shoulders and rested my head on his shoulder. The door closed, relieving me of the feeling of being watched that I was almost getting used to.

And I pulled him in, fitting his head against my chest. He was still trembling. “You okay?” I whispered, brushing his shoulder carefully. “Yeah, yeah, just.” His breath shook. “I’ve never felt anything like that. Ever.” I tightened my arm around him, threading our legs gently so his injured shoulder didn’t strain. He melted into me instantly, breath slow and erratic against my skin. I kissed the top of his head. “Just rest.” He let out a tiny, exhausted laugh. “After all that? I’m not sure I can even move.”

I declared resting my head on his shoulder. “Always and beyond forever,” he added. We were there, simply watching the lush flowers and the beauty of nature upon man.