I woke up because my leg was trapped.
For once, that had nothing to do with zombies, vines, or something disgusting living under my skin.
Chenghai had one leg between mine and an arm locked around my waist. His chest covered my back, his face was buried near my neck, and the hand beneath my shirt had somehow moved higher during the night.
Zhenlan was pressed against my front with one arm beneath my head.
Apparently, I had become the middle of a very large sandwich.
I stayed still while my brain caught up with the rest of me.
The field came back first. Mud, the little vehicle, cold water, and Chenghai laughing when I tried to drown him in the creek.
Then the porch.
That explained why my thighs had started complaining before I even moved.
Chenghai's thumb rubbed slowly beneath my breast.
He was awake.
I turned my head as far as his shoulder allowed. "How long have you been doing that?"
His mouth touched the back of my neck before he answered. "A while."
