(Mira)
The lamp was still on when I opened my eyes.
I didn't know how much time had passed. Not long. Ridge was still awake beside me. I could tell by his breathing.
I shifted slightly and he moved with me without being asked. His arm adjusting. His hand finding my stomach again.
"You're still awake," I said.
"Yeah."
"What are you thinking about?"
He was quiet for a moment. "Nothing specific."
I turned to look at him. He was looking at the ceiling.
"Ridge."
"I'm fine."
"I know you're fine. That's not what I asked."
He looked at me. Then back at the ceiling. "I was thinking about what you said earlier. About wanting to do something for the compound when we get back."
"And?"
"And I think it's a good idea. People need it. After everything that happened. Something that isn't abou
