I woke up to see Alastair sleeping beside me. My head was on his shoulder, just like it had been when I fell asleep. This time, the arm I had been sleeping on was wrapped around me. I clung to him like he was a lifeline. My torso flopped on top of him, and my arm hugged his waist, my leg resting on his.
I grimaced and moved slowly to the side. As much as I teased him, I didn't have much experience with others, and I had a feeling that if he woke up this very moment I wouldn't have a clue as to what to say.
I tensed up in a very awkward pose with one leg in the air and my head off his shoulder. It was a very painful pose.
I slid his arm off and slid to the other side. Not wanting to move the bed so much, I slid down the bed as well. Like a slide. A painful one.
I crawled to the door and slipped out successfully.
