C23 Sleep Speaks

Vincent sat up from his sleep. A clammy palm came up to brush away the sweat that joined at his brow, and he peeled off the thin sheets that covered his legs. He had only slept four hours at most, but his body was awake with an overbearing warmth. He stood to his feet and snapped open the window, pausing when he looked to his side and saw the light of the moon wash over Kailan's sleeping face