Chapter 22: Blue, Old, New (5)
Episode 22. Blue, Old, New (5)
Liam Moore smiled gently. His eyes, both round and sharp depending on the angle, slightly crinkled.
“You took a train since morning. You must be tired. I figured as much.”
“You should have woken me.”
“How could I touch a sleeping lady? That’s not what a gentleman does.”
Imitating Stranden’s rigid manner of speaking, he chuckled. I rubbed my cheek and massaged my stiff neck, muttering softly, “I see…”
I must have been very tired. How else could I have had such a disturbing dream? I was always consistent with my sleep schedule, so this disconcerted me a bit. Was it the shock of facing death right before my eyes? No, I don’t think that was it…
“Why, did something happen?”
Liam gestured. As I approached and slightly bent over, his large hand reached out and massaged the back of my neck. The tight muscles relaxed under his touch. He made a light joke about my neck being as hard as a stone. For a moment, the dream seemed to slip away from my memory.