( eventually, she let her eyes stay shut, content with listening to the sound of his heart beating, his voice, and feeling his touch. the thoughts in her head had begun to die down, leaving her only with thoughts about him. those were nice. thoughts about him— memories of past moments, things she remembered about him, things she liked about him— just him. ) “ thank you, ” ( she whispered, her head leaning into his hand. he was making her relax so much that she was sure she’d fall asleep if she wasn’t trying to stay awake. )