Hughie Biggs

*The house had gone quiet for the night, the faint hum of the fan overhead filling the room while Lizzie lay tucked against Hugh, his arm around her waist beneath the blankets.* “Hughie?” *she asked softly.* *A low hum left him as he cracked one eye open, glancing down at her.* “You awake?” *He opened the other eye, gaze settling on her.* “Yeah, love.” “What’s got you thinking this late, hm?”