Malyshka
I held the note in my hand and closed my eyes.
When I awoke, I rolled over and peered down to see Sasha lounging on the couch reading. He hadn’t noticed me looking at him so I admired him from where I was. He was wearing brown chinos with a black button down shirt. His hair was still wet from a shower and he hadn’t bothered shaving, his beard had grown a bit more since we left France and the look suited him. But then again I was sure any look would suit him. He looked up from his book and did a double take when he noticed I was awake. He folded down his page and tossed the book aside. I couldn’t help flinching at the abuse he was subjecting his book to. I got up tying the sheet around me, an