Rose and Peppermints •ON HOLD FOR NOW•

"Thank you..." I murmur falling further and further into unconsciousness. I feel a ghost of a touch on my temple.
"Always." I think I hear him whisper back softly. Slowly I drift into the haze between sleep and consciousness. The calming sound of his heart against my ear and the intoxicating smell of peppermint lulls me into the much anticipated, and awaited, darkness of sleep.
Nothing will ever be the same after this...