The sudden grip on his arm abruptly wrenched Garanth from the darkness of sleep. For once he felt as if he had slept peacefully, a rare occurrence for one such as him.
Looking down at Vesna he saw that she was in much the same position as before, curled up to his chest, her back pressed against him, and her hand gripping his forearm.
As gentle as he could, he cautiously leaned over and laid a light kiss upon her cheek, stroking her shoulder reassuringly. 
"You seem tense love, what is it?"
With a sleepy groan she rolled over to face him and kissed his chest whilst toying with his beard. 
With a sigh he looked down at her. The last woman who had been this close to him had been Ves, and that had been over a year ago. Her closeness was causing him to stir. 
He was just beginning to harden when he felt her shivering against him. This was most unlike Ves, in fact it was more like something he would do.
Taking her by the shoulders he whispered quielty "Ves, what is it?"