It was soft, almost cool to the touch. She murmured and stirred slightly, so Jake retracted his hand. He gazed over at the window. The light was just starting to seep through the narrow gaps in the heavy curtains. Angel gently rolled over onto her side and she now faced Jake. Lightly brushing her hair from Angel’s eyes, Jake shivered and goosebumps invaded his skin. He still couldn’t quite believe his Angel was lying beside him. He remembered the conversation back at Bath, when they decided to go to Old Mill cottage. It seemed a pipe dream, an unreachable goal. Yet now, under one roof, were the four original members of the little gang that came together at Hexham. The surprise on Jake’s face when Roger strolled through the front door was there for everyone to see. The two of them embraced as if they had been apart for many years. It was fantastic to see his friend. He had hoped he would see him again, but after leaving Bath and getting separated from the others, he thought that chance had vanished.
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