The Basement II

It was hard to tell how long we lay there, with me half-naked and asleep in Lucas' arms. But when I woke up to the light scruff of grass against my knee, the red-orange of the sky told me we had been there in that position for quite a while.

"I'm sorry," Lucas rasped, and I realized we had shifted from the position we were in when I fell asleep. Lucas sat with his back against the wall of the maze, holding me to himself. It was the closest we had been to each other, with the obvious exemption of how intimate we had been before I drifted asleep. "I didn't mean to wake you up,"

"How long did I sleep?" I asked, with quite an idea in mind.

"Not long enough, you needed the rest." he stroked my head as he spoke.

"You should have woken me," I gave a brief chuckle, followed by a wince at the numbness in my hands as I attempted to pull myself away from him and sit up.

Lucas held on to me tighter though, tutting and shaking his head as he did. "I don't want you to leave just yet, stay here in m