Derek was a little startled at the sudden hug and rush of emotion, though he caught her and tentatively patted her back soothingly, still a tad bit stunned at the force of her gratitude but glad he could help and make someone feel so thankful.
Everything felt so good — blinking her eyes open slowly, being warm and relaxed, waking without a headache, not being alone. Derek’s little sound, pulling her closer, made her smile. Her feet were tangled with Isaac’s. Even her mind felt relaxed, not clenched in fear and desperate seeking.
So she shared that feeling with them — how nice the morning was, the simple happiness. Then her mouth quirked with mischief and she tugged away from Derek slightly to flop on top of Isaac, running fingers down his sides to find the ticklish spots.
Derek felt the feelings, a low rumble emitting from his chest, a pleased sound. Isaac, responding to the share and the noise, wiggled a little closer until Summer flopped on him. Derek rolled to his stomach to hug the pillow as Isaac whined, wiggling under her as her fingers skimmed over his ribs.
A tiny, tiny giggle escaped her at Isaac’s whine and wiggle, and then she paused, frowning in surprise and amazement. Lifting a hand to her throat, she tried to say something, but nothing came out.