She stayed awake as long as she could. She knew that when she fell asleep, that morning would quickly follow and he would have to leave. She tried. Her legs wrapped around his, and her head on his shoulder, his arms squeezing her tight. He normally didn't fall asleep this way and she felt lucky. His breathing grew louder, his eyes rested closed and he was asleep. She dare not move, not wanting to risk waking him, save losing her blessed position. Her eyes blinked slow, she relaxed and slipped away. Blissfully happy, teeth uncleaned and utterly exhausted, she falls asleep to rhythmic sounds of his gentle and enchanting snore. Come morning, he shall return to his wife.
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