Shadow and Bone by Leigh Bardugo (z-lib.org).mobi

When it was time to bed down for the night, Mal walked the perimeter of the
camp, making sure we were safe, while I repacked the food. There was plenty of
room in the pack now that we’d lost Mal’s rifle and wool blanket. I was just
grateful that he still had his bow.
I bunched the squirrel-fur hat up under my head and left the pack for Mal to
use as a pillow. Then I pulled my coat close around me and huddled beneath the
new furs. I was nodding off when I heard Mal return and settle himself beside
me, his back pressed comfortably against mine.
As I drifted into sleep, I felt as though I could still taste the sugar from that
sweet roll on my tongue, feel the pleasure of laughter gusting through me. We’d
been robbed. We’d almost been killed. We were being hunted by the most
powerful man in Ravka. But we were friends again, and sleep came more easily
than it had in a long time.
At some point during the night, I woke to Mal’s snoring. I jabbed him in the
back with my elbow. He rolled onto his side, muttered something in his sleep,
and threw his arm over me. A minute later he started snoring again, but this time
I didn’t wake him.