{"id":3399,"date":"2017-11-03T00:00:06","date_gmt":"2017-11-03T04:00:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3399"},"modified":"2017-11-02T18:25:54","modified_gmt":"2017-11-02T22:25:54","slug":"twenty-five-05-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3399","title":{"rendered":"Twenty-five – 05"},"content":{"rendered":"

[This post is from Hecate’s point of view.]<\/em><\/p>\n

They lay together in silence for a few more moments before Matt sighed, his nose still buried in her hair. \u201cYou\u2019re not going back to sleep, are you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n

He heaved another sigh and squeezed her before rolling onto his back. For a few seconds, he stared at the ceiling. Hecate rested her chin against his chest, staring at him.<\/p>\n

\u201cMatt.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m getting up,\u201d he said. \u201cJust another minute or two.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you sore?\u201d she asked, slowly starting to sit up. Her side ached, that same dull pain deep inside. After she was done looking in on Neve and the twins, she\u2019d need to have J.T. check on it. That would be later, though\u2014much later, since there always seemed to be other things to handle.<\/p>\n

\u201cMm. Only a little. Are you?\u201d<\/p>\n

A crooked smile curved her lips and Matt laughed, shaking his head slightly.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re going to make me worry, you know that?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m not already making you worry? I\u2019m doing something wrong, then.\u201d She leaned in to kiss him gently. He ran his fingertips down her arm and sighed quietly.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou know what I mean,\u201d he murmured, staring up at her. \u201cI love you. Of course I worry.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI know,\u201d she said softly, her throat tight. \u201cI love you, too.\u201d She brushed her fingers against his face, then slowly got out of bed. She was more sore than she let on, but she knew that she\u2019d be able to hide it\u2014she\u2019d been able to do it in the past, now should be no different, especially since Matt was still lazing amidst the covers on their bed. \u201cAre you going to go up to the forge today?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDepends on how things look,\u201d Matt said, scrubbing a hand over his face before he started to sit up. He watched her for a few seconds as she started to get dressed. She could feel his gaze on her back and it made her blush despite herself. \u201cAre you all right?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAs fine as I was last night,\u201d she said, tugging her shirt down. \u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cJust\u2014never mind.\u201d He heaved himself out of bed, crossing the floor to wrap his arms around her waist, to steal a kiss. \u201cTake it easy, okay?\u201d<\/p>\n

She arched a brow, but nodded. \u201cAll right. You too, okay?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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