Foreman grinned at Amber's amplification. "Yeah," he said, settling down as she lay close to him, draping her arm across his chest. She was half-lying on his arm, and he curled it around her, stroking her shoulder softly with his fingertips. "I'm glad you did." He didn't know if she'd heard: her eyes were already closed and she was breathing softly.
Foreman sighed and let his eyes close, too, listening to Amber's breathing and his own. He didn't know what tomorrow would look like. He hadn't asked if Amber had to get up early, although he assumed she did. For now, though, all those problems were in the future, not something he had the energy to worry about it now. He felt worn out, but so damn good at the same time, warm and peaceful. The adrenaline and the endorphins had eased into a slow, sated tiredness, and Foreman let it carry him away, until he drifted off to sleep.
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Foreman sighed and let his eyes close, too, listening to Amber's breathing and his own. He didn't know what tomorrow would look like. He hadn't asked if Amber had to get up early, although he assumed she did. For now, though, all those problems were in the future, not something he had the energy to worry about it now. He felt worn out, but so damn good at the same time, warm and peaceful. The adrenaline and the endorphins had eased into a slow, sated tiredness, and Foreman let it carry him away, until he drifted off to sleep.