“Wake up!”
My eyes fly open as a hand slaps across my mouth, accompanying the whispered words. I gasp in a quick breath of air through my nose, but as soon as I realize that it’s Jesse –
“Asshole,” I breathe, though the word is muffled against his palm. I start to swat at him, wanting to go back to sleep.
“No way,” he whispers, grinning at me over the edge of my bed. “You’re coming with me – we are having this long-delayed chat.”
And before I can even protest, Jesse grabs me by the collar and starts to drag me from my bunk. I give a little gasp of surprise but then yank my uniform from his hands, turning and find my own way down before Jesse hauls me bodily to the ground. Because while Rafe will probably sleep through a couple of whispers, he is not going to sleep through my sound of m
