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Slow, gentle breathing... soft lips, warm skin. Steady heartbeat. He gently played with her hair when he woke up with her snuggled against him. His mind was quiet here, and he was more than grateful for it. She had asked him what he wanted, he doubted saying this would have been smart. But it had been a long time since his mind was quiet when he woke up. For what seemed like the first time in forever, he could hear his own thoughts clearly, in separation from his father's and the women he had dated before. His lips parted as she stirred, her body wrapping tighter against his warmth. Such a strange phenomenon she was to him. It had taken multi