Her eyes closed, and she slept deeply, the first peaceful night of slumber since her last night with him.
He was still enveloped in the grogginess of slumber and it was minutes before he found himself rising from beneath the comfort of the quilt to the edge of the rumpled bed.
I was certain he'd awake at the sound but his slumber was so deep he didn't move.
Arrested slumber was becoming a common occurrence in David Dean's bedroom.
Mid-morning sun warmed Gabriel's face, drawing him out of the deepest slumber he'd experienced in years.
He gathered her warm body in his arms and smoothed away the curls that clung to his face, breathing her deep scent before he dropped into the first peaceful slumber in ages.
Those who would consult him had first to surprise and bind him during his noonday slumber in a cave by the sea, where he was wont to pass the heat of the day surrounded by his seals.
Much later, in the darkest part of the night, Dean's mind was creating picture stories to amuse itself while his body lay in frozen and unmoving slumber like a fallen mannequin.
They'd floated away from the church of his slumber and refused to make a second appearance.
Dean's snuggled slumber drifted to wakefulness sometime in the heart of the wee hours when a metallic sound of ringing returned him to the world of the living.