Chapter 12“Javi. Hey, wake up.”
Javi blinked awake, in a much wider bed than the bunk he was used to. He looked up at Razz, standing over him fully dressed—a sad case of affairs. Razz handed Javi a coffee mug and Javi sat up against the pillows of the hotel room bed to drink it. Pleasant memories of the night before came back to him.
“I have to go on duty,” Razz said. “But the room is yours for another two hours. Nice roomy shower there.” He nodded at the bathroom.
“Right. Thanks.” So…no kissing even? He sipped the coffee, trying not to spill any onto his bare skin.
“Javi…” Razz hesitated for a long time, then spoke. “Are you coming back aboard or leaving?”
“Maybe you should have been asking that last night.”
“Maybe I should. But I didn’t. I can’t change that now.”
Maybe the wine th
