"Just a wee bit," Kit murmured, gladly taking the hint and curling up at John's side. She hadn't been quite sure how to proceed; no one had ever really gone over the proper etiquette for when one has just slept with one's ex and his best mate.

But it felt good, lying next to John again. For all he'd ever - no, for all the problems they'd ever encountered, she'd always felt safe, tucked in at his side at the end of the night. It wasn't long before her breath softened, and she found she was having a hard time keeping her eyes open.