Darren's POV
Shaking my head, I walked straight to my room and changed into something comfortable before climbing into bed. I would soon be heading into a very busy week.
Hours later, and deep in sleep as a wary tribrid could be, I heard Mira sneak into my room. She opened the door slightly and tried to make as little noise as possible. I smirked in my mind, a tiny smile forming on my face. There was no way I wouldn't notice her presence.
I remained in bed with little movement, befitting the body condition I was trying to portray; a man drunk on sleep.
"I'm finally alone with him. And I can smell him. His scent. It's so…" I heard her take a big whiff of the air, "…marvellous. This is where I want to be tonight; cuddled up in his arms."
