The Song

Part Forty-One

I woke up with Aston’s arm still wrapped tightly around me, his hand having slid down to my waist, holding it gently. He was snoring lightly, his eyelashes fluttering against his cheeks as he breathed in and out. So this was what I woke up to everyday?

Hmmm… not bad.

I giggled to myself as I adjusted my position ever so slightly, my forehead leaning against Aston’s chest just barely. Closing my eyes I tried to drift back to sleep, only to be shocked awake when Aston jerked quickly.

“Woah Ast!” I said a bit scared, “You ok?”

“Sorry,” he sighed, his hand snaking off my waist quickly and awkwardly.

“No don’t,” I said, my body still close to his.

“What?”

“I put that there,” I replied, “I was cold.”

“Ok…” Aston said slowly, his hand slowly finding it’s way back on my waist. He’d hardly put it there, so with a small huff I slid my hand free and moved his back to where it had been resting.

“That’s better,” I said, sighing gently. “You ok?”

“Just had a nightmare,” Aston whispered, “I have it a lot.”

“A nightmare? Of what?”

“Just…”

“Ast tell me,” I prodded.

“Your crash.”

“Why are you dreaming of my crash?” I asked, “You shouldn’t.”

“I know,” Aston sighed, “I can’t help it. It terrifies me.”

“Everything’s ok now,” I told him, my eyes searching his as I tried to console him. It seemed absolutely crazy to me that he was having nightmares of my crash. But then again, everything about us seemed absolutely crazy to me.

“Jess?”

“Hmm…”

“Is everything ok?” Aston asked.

“What do you mean?”

“This just seems… weird,” he explained, his fingers tapping my side gently to indicate that he meant how close we were to each other.

“Really?” I frowned, looking up at him.

“No offense,” he said, “We just haven’t done this. I didn’t think you’d be comfortable.”

“You remember coming in here last night?” I asked quietly.

“Yeah…”

“I was awake.”

“Oh,” Aston breathed out, clearly embarrassed.

“I thought what you did was sweet, I wanted to cuddle with you.”

“Why?”

“Because, as weird as this sounds, my body knows you. After you kissed my shoulder I could feel my heart flutter, and it told me to slide closer to you. My brain might have no idea who you are or anything about us, but my heart knows you.”

I watched Aston smile gently, his fingers sprawling out slightly as he pulled me just an inch or so closer to him.

“I do miss you,” he whispered, “Because I know you’ve got the ability to remember everything, you’re just stuck.”

“Very stuck.”

“And I’m trying as hard as I can to get you unstuck.”

“I know,” I grinned, “You’re doing a fantastic job. Really.”