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I don't think either of us had a very good night last night. we both slept...but not well. I feel Zach stirring in my arms and I tighten my embrace around his middle. "Are you you okay?" I ask, a note of panic in my voice.

He frowns. "I thought you were asleep..." he says. "I'm fine. I didn't sleep that well, to be honest. What about you?"

I match his frown. "Why didn't you sleep well?" I ask and touch his cheek. "Bad dreams?"