Passage of water
The next morning, Mallory was awakened by the distant chirping of birds. As her eyes opened, she found the world tilted until she felt the soft yet firm surface beneath her head. Raising her head, she realised she had been resting on Hadeon's shoulder all night.
"Good morning, sleepyhead," Hadeon greeted her, a playful glint in his eyes. "Did you have a satisfying sleep?"
Mallory quickly pulled away, realising that she had curled her hand around the pureblooded vampire's arm as if it were a pillow. "Forgive me! You should have woken me."
Hadeon noticed how Mallory had been growing increasingly conscious of him since last night, and he couldn't help but smile slyly. "I did when your head dropped on my shoulder and you started to drool, but you only tightened your hands around me. So clingy," he teased.