It's so warm right here, from the sun and my wolf fur and from Derek laying atop me, his head rested on my belly. I feel so overwhelmingly content and I think I must doze for awhile, comfortable and happy in a way I haven't been in what feels like months.

I have no idea how long I doze, but it's only the chill creeping in that has me opening my eyes again. And when I do, the realization of where I am and what's happened hits like a bag of bricks. The sticks and rocks under my side definitely hurt now and I'm cold everywhere except where Derek's furry head is still resting on my belly.

"Oh my goodness," I say, feeling my face flush red as I carefully draw my knees up, trying my best to cover myself. I mean, obviously Derek has seen me naked now, but his head is right there.