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puts her hand over his.  
    He smiles at her. “Good.” He kisses the top of her forehead and settles in with her. He knows now what all of this emotion has been building toward.
    That first night, in the diner, he found a woman who wasn’t helpless but who maybe needed a little bit of help to get through. There was something special about her; he felt it in places that he’d long since forgotten. When his mother died, he built up walls of determination that made loving another woman nearly impossible. He’d tried, but there’d been nothing like what he feels right now.  
    He’d gone back the next night with no prompting from his wings. He’d just wanted to see her again. He kept going back because the wanting became needing. He knew it then – that she was something special - and now...now she’s here, in his arms and in his bed. He meant what he said: He will stop at nothing to protect her, to make her safe, and no matter what, he will always be here for her, for both of them.  
    Vivienne tilts her head toward him. His eyes are closed, but his hand rubs lightly along her belly, sending goose bumps across her skin and a warmth into her heart. Her life has changed so much in such a short time; she can’t imagine going through all of this with anyone but him. To have him here to help her, to protect her and to guide her is exactly what she needed.  
    She pulls her hand away from Mikah’s and begins to trace the lines of his chest. Doing so reminds her of his chest in their dreams, the tattoo that runs over his right shoulder. She wonders where it comes from.  
    She hears his breathing hitch a little with some of her strokes, but she doesn’t stop, and when she looks up at him he’s smiling.  
    He begins to do the same, trailing his fingers along her belly, down over her hips, across her pelvic bone and up the other side. His fingers are light against her skin, and her nipples harden.  
    He continues tracing the lines of her body, carefully avoiding all of those spots that would send her over the edge. Her caresses have stirred his erection once again, but he’s not sure how she’d feel about a round two. He’s content to touch her in any way he can.
    She writhes beneath the slow, sensual patterns he is making along her skin, which has been made even more sensitive by the explosive orgasm she experienced not all that long ago. The desire she feels for him is building once again, and she can feel his erection pressed against her thigh between them, but since he hasn’t made a move to intensify the contact between them, she’s not entirely sure what to make of it.  
    She can’t see his body and he can’t see hers, but their touching continues until the pleasure closes their eyes one last time and they fall asleep in each other’s arms.

FIFTEEN
    Around noon, Vivienne begins to stir in Mikah’s arms. One of his legs is draped over her, and his arms are both wrapped around her. She takes a deep breath, breathing in his scent: sweet and heady and simply Mikah.  
    She fights the urge to squirm. She really needs to go to the bathroom, but he’s sleeping so peacefully – something she’s never seen before because he always manages to wake up before her - that the idea of waking him nearly breaks her heart. He looks so innocent. The beautifully tanned skin of his bare chest begs her to touch it.  
    Last night feels like a dream and miles away from right now. She’d come home from the spa trip with Celeste to find her apartment lined with candles, the pictures, the bracelet, and then the clothes, that dress, the one she always seems to be wearing in Elysium. Then taking her to the charity gala. Did she really tell him that she’d go back to school and eventually work for him? She smiles at the memory of the evening and where it had been going...at least until Red had interrupted them.
    Going to Elysium and having Mikah find out about nearly everything makes her a little anxious. She knows that she