Ella's POV

I woke the next morning practically being crushed by Leo. His leg had found it's way over my stomach and his arms were wrapped firmly around me. Silas had somehow wriggled between us and both of them were sleeping soundly.

I would have left them to sleep peacefully but Leo's leg was basically just one huge chunk of muscle and consequently incredibly heavy. He was also holding me in a way that trapped my hand and the numbness was intense.

"Leo," I said prodding his cheek. "Leo."

He grimaced and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Can you free me?" I asked. "Only I can't breathe and you're lying on my hand."

He smiled and rolled, placing his hand on Silas's back so that he moved onto his chest and stayed completely dead to the world.

I was then able to sit up and yawn.

"Fuck," I said stretching my arms out, "I forgot how much room there isn't on this sofa."

Leo laughed, "At least we only had Silas tonight."

"It's 6 am. Cato will be up and demanding breakfast soon," I said getting up and stumbling into the kitchen.

"That kid certainly has an appetite," Leo replied.

"He's grown about an inch in the last month. That's probably why," I said.

"I should get up too," Leo said, "I've got to be at the base at 7 am."

I looked at him and furrowed my eyebrows, "Why?"

"I realised in Seattle my men need more gun training," he replied. "We need to be as good as Martinez's men who have been using guns since before they could walk.copy right hot novel pub