She made a quiet purring noise, leaning her cheek against his head and snuggling back into him. One hand came up to cup his cheek. “Come curl up with me,” she murmured, flourishing a hand at the bed, piled with pillows and blankets.
”Mmmhmm…”
Backing out of Summer’s touch slowly, he let one of his hands trace along her middle as he made his way around her, hooking a finger in her waistband to pull her under the blankets with him. Isaac then proceeded to cuddle his way back into her neck again, placing a soft kiss there.
She giggled softly, exaggerating her tumble into the heap of fabric, arms and legs asprawl. When Isaac nuzzled her neck, she made a happy noise, pulling one of his hands around her middle again. Her shirt hitched up around her waist, offering a narrow strip of bare skin to the boy’s touch.