I woke around 3 am. She was still asleep and was sitting directly across from me as she moved over so she could lean against the window. I watched her sleep, remembering the look in her eyes. Her feet were pulled up onto the seat next to her and I couldn’t help staring at them, still amazed at what they did to me, what she did to me. I wanted so badly to reach across and touch her, but discretion was required here. While no one sat across the aisle from us, there were numerous travelers spread throughout the car.
Finally, she stirred and caught me watching her.
“Well good morning sleepy” I said with a smile.
“Mmmm..Thanks. I stayed up a bit late last night for some reason” she retorted. “I’m still so sleepy. But just can’t seem to get comfortable here.”
“You could move over here and lean against me if you like. For all these people know, you could be my wife and they’d think nothing about it.” I turned my back to the window, placing a pillow behind me and throwing a leg up on the seat in front of me. I patted the seat with my hand, “Come on over. It’s the least I can do.”