Ruby didn't wake up until late again because she was so worn out from bawling last night. She had a wicked headache to boot. Great. It had been decades since she had to deal with a crying hangover.
She realized her head was in Ash's lap and that his hand rested protectively on her shoulder. Mortification flooded through her when she thought about everything that happened before she fell asleep.
The kiss. The hugging. The crying. All of it. She buried her face in her hands but he didn't seem to notice.
Ruby cautiously twisted her neck to peek at him and saw that he had dozed off with his head against the tree trunk. She very gingerly lifted his hand off of her and got up, kneeling a few inches above the ground while stretching out her arms and wings.
