Erin awoke slowly, too comfortable to want to move.  She was still lying on top of him, their bodies still entwined.  She'd never fallen asleep like that before, but this had been different from any times before.  He'd held back at first, rather than just taking her as part of the services she was expected to provide.  She hadn't expected that from a soldier, especially given how they'd met.  Once she'd reached down to play with his cock, any doubts about his desires had vanished, though.  That was reassuring.  His politeness might have left her wondering otherwise.<br/><br/>He was stroking her cheek now, and she realized she wasn't entirely certain how to react.  She smiled, and whispered, "Thank you..." she paused, unsure what she was thanking him for.  Not taking her to the sheriff?  The room?  The bed?  For being a gentleman?  For how good it felt?