He walked to the edge of the bed and pulled the covers back slightly, taking special care not to wake her. He eased in the bed beside her and she shifted slightly allowing him room next to her. She stretched and let out a soft moan. They didn’t think. They didn’t speak. They did what came natural. What felt natural. He extended his right arm and she positioned herself under it. He rubbed her shoulder gently and she lifted her head and rested it on his bare chest. … More Surviving the Storm