"morning, princess."
"morning."
i slip quietly into the seat next to him again, yawning slightly this time.
"rough night?" whispers luke.
"yeah," i mumble.
"sleep on my shoulder," he tells me with a quiver in his voice.
so i do.
"morning, princess."
"morning."
i slip quietly into the seat next to him again, yawning slightly this time.
"rough night?" whispers luke.
"yeah," i mumble.
"sleep on my shoulder," he tells me with a quiver in his voice.
so i do.