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"Hey princess." Morgan smiled down at her as he saw her eyes flutter open.
Amari flashed him a sleepy smile and yawned, not even registering the fact that he was carrying her until he put her down gently on the bed. She sighed as she snuggled into a pillow, still not knowing what was happening. She felt him slip her shoes off and cracked one eye open.
"Hi." She mumbled, her voice heavy with sleep.
Derek's eyes softened at her tired state, finding her incredibly adorable as she curled herself up in a ball on the bed.
"Baby come here." He said softly as he got in the bed and pulled her up so that she was in a sitting position. "Arms." He tugged on the bottom of her shirt.
She hummed as she lifted her arms up and allowed him to slip her black sweater off, tossing it on the floor. He'd left his go bag in her room before they left, he'd returned to put his clothes in it and had just left it in her room, so he was able to pull out a soft shirt of his to wear.
"Arms again." She lifted her arms up and he slipped the shirt over her head and helped her out her arms through the arm holes. "Lay down for me." He mumbled.
She did and he unbuttoned her pants and pulled them off gently, folding them up with her sweater and placing them on top of the desk opposite to the bed. He tucked her under the duvet and got up to leave her when he heard her call out his name.
"Stay? Please?" She asked, her voice laced with fear. This case was still affecting her, even though she was still half asleep.
Derek paused, wondering whether he should. He looked over at her, his eyes running down her small frame that was drowning in his grey t-shirt. He nodded and grabbed a shirt from his bag. He quietly unclipped his gun from his holster and left it to the side as he unbuckled his belt, tossing that to the side as well. He slowly slid his jeans off and took his shirt off, slipping on the clean one and getting into bed next to her.
She reached out to him tentatively, unsure as to whether she wanted her to touch him. He grabbed her hand gently with his and let her wrap it around his waist, throwing his arm around her waist and pulling her closer towards him.
"Thank you." She mumbled, smiling sleepily.
"Go to sleep sweet girl." He kissed her forehead lightly. "I'll be here when you wake up."
"You promise?"
"I promise." He reassured her, pressing his chin against the top of her head as she buried her face in his warm chest, almost cocooning her in his embrace.
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Her eyes fluttered open slowly, savoring the way the light streamed in through the curtains and listening solely to the beating of Derek's heart against his chest. She lifted her head up and ran her finger gently down the side of his face, admiring how peaceful he looked, almost as if his worries had melted away, he was just a guy in a hotel room with a girl in his arms. And for a split second, that's what they were.
