I stirred awake, my brows furrowing. I moved my hand slowly, and I felt warm flesh under my hand and something cold right under my little finger. My brows furrowed, and I moved, my eyes opening slowly. I straightened, my hand moving slowly against the body.
My eyes widened as I saw Nikolai's mop of hair. The door was open, and I could see the small bit of smoke rising in front of him. I moved to the left, my eyes wide as I realized I had been groping his chest.
I immediately withdrew my hand, my eyes wide, my chest heaving. He turned to me slowly, then gave a small laugh and turned away.
"You're awake," he said, his voice low.
"I... I am sorry, I just..."
"Did you not get any sleep last night?" He was looking out, and I turned around to check where we were.
We were on a lonely road w
