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Twenty-three

It was one of those restless nights where sleep seemed like an elusive dream. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, my mind racing with a thousand thoughts. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't quiet the turmoil that kept me awake. The questions about Colby and our evolving friendship swirled around my mind, making it impossible to relax.

Glancing at the clock, I saw that it was already 1 in the morning. Frustrated by my inability to sleep, I decided I needed a change of scenery. Maybe a different environment would help clear my mind. Quietly, I slipped out of bed, trying not to disturb the others who were undoubtedly asleep.

I walked down the hallway, the quiet of the house amplifying my every step. When I reached Colby's door, I hesitated for a moment before knocking softly. It felt odd to disturb him at this hour, but the need for some comfort and conversation was stronger than my reservations.

"Colby?" I whispered, pushing the door open slightly.

I found him sitting on his bed, engrossed in his phone. He looked up, his expression shifting from surprise to concern.

"Hey, Blair. Can't sleep?" he asked, patting the empty spot beside him.

"Yeah, it's been one of those nights," I admitted, feeling a bit awkward. "I was wondering if I could hang out for a bit."

Colby's eyes softened with understanding. "Of course. Come on in. I'm just scrolling through some stuff. It might help to talk."

Reluctantly, I stepped into the room and sat on the edge of his bed. The room was dimly lit, and the cozy atmosphere made it easier to relax. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing thoughts.

Colby set his phone aside and patted the spot next to him again. "You can lie down if you want. I promise I won't bite."

I hesitated for a moment, but the comfort of his presence was too inviting. With a sigh, I lay down beside him, feeling a bit self-conscious but grateful for the company. Colby settled in next to me, and we started talking about random topics—everything from the latest trends in fashion to silly memories from our past.

As the conversation flowed, I began to feel more at ease. Colby's easygoing nature and the warmth of his voice were soothing, and I found myself relaxing more than I had all night. I could sense that Colby was trying to be comforting without overstepping boundaries, and I appreciated his sensitivity.

After a while, my eyelids grew heavy. I fought against the drowsiness, but it was no use. The comfort of lying next to Colby and the lull of our conversation were taking their toll.

Colby noticed my struggle to stay awake and gently placed a hand on my shoulder. "Blair, you look exhausted. If you want to, you can just relax and get some rest. I'll be here."

His words were the final nudge I needed. I nodded, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over me. "Thanks, Colby. I really appreciate it."

Colby shifted closer, and before I knew it, he had wrapped his arm around me, pulling me gently into a comfortable embrace. I felt his warmth and the steady rhythm of his breathing, which was incredibly calming.

As I snuggled closer, my thoughts drifted away. The softness of his blankets, the steady beat of his heart, and the soothing presence of his body against mine made it easy to let go of the day's worries.

My last conscious thought was how safe and content I felt in Colby's arms. The questions and anxieties that had kept me awake melted away as I finally drifted into a peaceful sleep.

Colby's embrace was gentle but firm, providing a sense of security that allowed me to let go completely. I could feel his breath on my forehead, and the sound of his voice had become a soft murmur in the background, lulling me into a deep slumber.

As I fell asleep, I realized that the comfort I felt in Colby's presence was something I hadn't experienced in a long time. It was a feeling of being cared for and understood, and it was something I never wanted to lose.

The night passed in quiet serenity, and Colby's protective embrace remained a constant source of comfort. When I finally awoke the next morning, it was to the soft light of dawn filtering through the curtains and the soothing warmth of Colby still holding me close.

For a moment, I lay there, enjoying the tranquility of the morning and the comforting presence beside me. It was a reminder of the depth of our friendship and the unexpected ways in which it had grown. I knew that whatever the future held, having Colby by my side was a source of strength and support that I could always rely on.