Once Again on the Sofa

** Eli **

"Do you have a headache? Would a little massage help?"

Harper sat down next to him, leaning him flat on his back with his head in her lap. Slender fingers grazed over his temples, drawing small circles there in a slow, gentle pattern.

Eli didn't think he had a headache. Not until the refreshing coolness from those soft fingertips trickled over him like a spring shower, loosening that tight knot in his skull and calming the restlessness in his body like a magic spell. Damn, maybe he didn't even realize himself how rough he'd had it today.

"Another impressive skill that you've kept hidden from me, Harper." His eyes drifted shut, and he let out the words in a lazy, comfortable sigh. "I need to start counting all these amazing things I missed out on in my previous life."