Chapter 8: G-manI woke to see a warm glow on the earthy ceiling that arched high over me. Blinking through a moment of disorientation, I then rolled onto my side, and saw that sunshine was pouring down the entrance stairs of this chamber, onto the floor just in front of me. Lifting my head, I saw that I had been lying with my head resting on one of Grendel’s arms. He was lying on his back, his enormous bulk peaceful and reassuring as his chest slowly rose and fell.
As I rolled back in my previous position, my shoulder brushed the curve of his hip. The touch was comfortingly warm, a pleasurable reminder of the excitement I had experienced the previous night.
I lay there, going over the events of that strange evening, and was aware, of the curious complete lack of freak-out over the practi
