Shy eyes wander here and there in desperate hopes of getting sleep. Mine mistakenly fall upon hers; it only gets exciting.
My skin tingles against hers. She does not mind at all – the warmth of how I steal a look.
She jerks awake and with her fingers, she combs her hair. Studying where we are, she lifts her chin up, still combing. I forgot her awareness; she noticed me look. To my shame, I managed to fall asleep only to wake up to find her gone.
