Time passed slowly and the two of them fell into a routine.   Eat, shower, sleep.   On the 6th night, Matt woke with a start.   Realizing that he Katrina was pressed against him.   Both of them in a spoon position.   He realized that he was holding her close, his arms around her, his hand cupping her soft breast.<br/><br/>Knowing she had been uncomfortable with his touch he had tried to avoid upsetting her, but now, here he was confused at what he should do.   He knew it was wrong, yet it felt so right.   The feel of her warmth next to him, the softness of her breast under his hand.   Every inch of him wanting her.<br/><br/>But deathly afraid that if she woke she would hate him.   She would feel his excitment as he held her and she would hate him.  When all he wanted was for her to love him as he loved her.   Body and soul.