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After her sister breaks both her legs in a climbing accident, Venus Sweeney has to step in as a model in her absence. Instead of spending her summer getting ready for her last year of veterinary school, she is now set to spend time in It...
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First thing Venus realised when she woke up was that she was still wearing her dress. Her thighs and neck were clammy from having slept a full summer night in too many layers. Slowly, she opened her eyes, only to realise that the hard thing she was resting her neck on was an arm. Harry laid on his back, arm outstretched for Venus while the other one was bent and rested on the pillow above his head. During the night, Viola had gotten into bed with them. She laid comfortably right between them, cosying up in each of their body heat without a care in the world.
The morning outside was sunny as it always was, birds chirping, and an old moped struggling up the hill through Fosdinovo. The sheer white curtains swayed ever so slightly with the wind, swishing along the floor, the motion almost lulling Venus back to sleep. But then she averted her eyes to look at her companion instead.
Harry's mouth was open ever so slightly, eyes closed, his short dark eyelashes contrasting starkly with his skin even though he had acquired quite a tan always working outside. He looked so peaceful like that. Nothing bothered him. He was so completely taken by sleep, chest moving in a comforting rhythm, and if you looked close enough, you could just see the slight vibrations of the beating of his heart with the ruffles resting on his chest.
"Know you're awake."
His voice was much darker in the mornings. His vocal cords rough, eyes still closed, but Venus could tell they were a little swollen from a short sleep. At the sound of his voice she blinked a little, watching him breathe steadily for a few seconds before she found her words.
"You're awake."
"And you're not snoring anymore." He said, eyes fluttering open. They landed on the ceiling right above them but slowly, like he was preparing himself for something, he glanced at her. A curl fell onto his forehead, Venus was tempted to reach up and place it back where it'd been earlier, but she thought he looked almost prettier like this; a little dishevelled, completely relaxed, not caring about anything but her.
She huffed, readjusting her head so that the pressure of Harry's arm was on a different spot. "Got a lot of nasal tissue that flops around, makes me snore loads."
"Know that's why people snore. I don't mind you snoring."
Harry started moving around as well, but his intentions of getting closer to Venus halted when he noticed Viola placed neatly between them. With his free hand, he reached down and stroked Viola gently, watching as she stretched and leaned into his touch. Venus watched Harry's face, the tiniest of smiles tugging at the corners of her lips. Somehow, the fact that Harry didn't mind her snoring, when it had been something she'd struggled with her whole life, meant more to her than she thought it would.
"Make a lot of noise while you're awake and while you're asleep."
Venus laughed at this, and seeing Harry giggle as well awoke all the butterflies in her tummy.
