After a moment, she felt Madison’s belly button and breathed a sigh of relief. Thank God she wasn’t touching Madison inappropriately.

Madison leaned her check against Sherry’s forehead and hummed quietly. It seemed that Madison’s subconscious had interpreted Sherry’s movement as an attempt to cuddle.

How will I get out of this position without waking her? Did she even want to? Of course I do. Maybe Madison would let go of her soon so that she could roll over. Until then, she would make the most of this and allow herself to enjoy their closeness.

She relaxed into Madison’s touch. Just a minute…

Sherry snuggled into Madison. Below her pajama top, Sherry’s warm hand slowly caressed the skin of her belly. Sherry’s head lay on her shoulder, and her breath pleasantly tickled her neck, causing the nicest of sensations all over her body.

Madison took a deep breath and enjoyed the smell of Sherry’s shampoo and her enticing, unique scent. What a wonderful dream. Hopefully, she wouldn’t wake up anytime soon.

Wait a minute! Why wasn’t she able to see anything, if this was a dream?

Almost afraid of what she might discover, she slowly opened her eyes.

Oh my God.

Sherry was indeed lying pressed against her side. Her breathing was steady and slow.

In all the nights that they’d shared a bed, something like this had never happened. Not even when Jake had slept with them and Sherry had been closer to her than usual.

But now Sherry was snuggled up to her. And Madison had obviously wrapped her up in her arms while she had been asleep. I should wake her. She wouldn’t like the fact that I’m holding her.

On the other hand, nobody would get hurt if she enjoyed it for just a few more moments. It was totally harmless. Like…like when she had cuddled with Jake. Well, not exactly like that.

Madison took a deep breath, inhaling Sherry’s scent, and relaxed into her touch. She closed her eyes and listened to Sherry’s regular breathing.

It had to be a dream after all. Nothing felt this good in real life.

The mattress dipped. Then something pinched Madison’s leg before shaking her shoulder.

The warm and soft body next to her fit her dream about holding Sherry while they slept, but all this ruckus did not. She forced her eyes open. “What—?”

“Mom, Madison, wake up! It’s morning and Santa Claus brought presents. They’re all lying under the Christmas tree.” Jake wriggled between her and Sherry’s legs, grabbed Madison’s shoulder, and shook it for all it was worth.

Groaning, she rolled away from him, feeling something like a caress on her belly with the movement, but she was too tired to think about the cause of the pleasant sensation. “Five minutes.” She shut her eyes again.