Fragmented

The Estranged Companion

Freya's POV:-

It wasn't the most pleasant sleep I have had but it wasn't as bad. Its a fact that when a person changes their sleeping place where they sleep at night. Evidently their sleep gets disturbed.

I have had this issue for a long time I remembered how when I went to live with Aaron after the wedding I would always be either crying to sleep or just making myself so tired that I'd be out as soon as my head hit the pillow.

The cabin was a different peaceful story and besides the pregnancy making me loose sleep I was always sleeping soundly there. It was really strange.

It was maybe 4 or 5am in the morning and it was so cold that I had started to shiver even with the sleeping bag and the jacket and everything on.

A point came where my teeth started chattering. I tried rubbing my hands together in my sleeping bag but it wasn't doing much. Going outside near the fire that was probably dead also wasn't an option. I was too chicken too do that alone seeing as it was still pitch black outside.

Mason was dead asleep beside me peacefully as if it was just another night and so was Riley. Both of them had occupied almost eighty percent of the tent while I was at the corner shivering where the wind hit the tent with more force. No matter how hard I tried cold was seeping in from somewhere.

After trying to sleep for almost an hour till I could hear the birds waking up I decided to move near Mason to harness some heat. Maybe if I put my hand on his chest or arms I might get some heat.

Scooting almost inch by inch I came near to him and just being
near gave me some heat. Soon enough I moved more and more and more till I was touching his sleeping bag.

Maybe I should have stopped there because the next time I move my hair tickled his face and he stirred.

"Wha-" I put my hand on his face immediately so he wouldn't wake Riley.

His eyes were now wider than I have ever seen. Before he could find this inappropriate I decided to whisper in his ear moving forward.

"I'm really cold Mase" thankfully he heard it clearly as realization dawned on him.

He was quick to action and pulled me in after taking one of his arms out of the sleeping bag then whispered back.

"Open your sleeping bag" it confused me but I obliged and he did the same.

"Tell me to stop if you want, just trying to help." He whispered again as his hands cautiously traveled around my body in the sleeping bag pulling me a little to himself.

My heart was racing a mile a second. I was flush against his body my face tucked in the crook of his neck. He put my arms around his body first.

Moving on then he lifted my shirt from behind my back and his warm hands actually left a fire on the ice ground that was my body. I pulled my head up to find him looking right in my eyes.

His hands were moving up and down my back and then moved on my arms inside my shirt. I had never felt anything like this before. It was as if I had never been cold in the first place.

He made sure he would not touch my breast or even go near because I had taken of my bra before sleeping though he did rub my stomach too and he was very aware of me not wearing anything underneath.

Soon he told me to turn so that my back would be attached to his chest and stomach. Now he only held me keeping his hands in my shirt still.

"Good?" He asked. I moved my head yes and turned to kiss his cheek. I felt as though his heart had started beating really fast soon as I did that making me rethink it.