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Demi's pov

A familiar scent awakened my senses, a scent that had had me enthralled from the moment I first perceived it.

A scent that has been so engraved in my world these past few days and now it was so near me like the person that bore that scent was directly laying by my side.

I tried to move my hand but I couldn't as it was held down by another and I opened my eyes, a soft gasp leaving my lips as I beheld the sight before me.

My face was almost buried directly in Eros's chest, which heaved slightly in a up and down motion as his soft snores filtered through my hearing.

His arm was wrapped around me, drawing me close while his bicep cradled my head gently and I looked down to see that his other hand was what held mine down.

His beautiful big manly hand closed over my frail scarred one, his fingers, lean and clean were interlocked with my ugly ones and I wanted to pull away immediately as the sight called to me telling me that my hand didn't belong with