Zelena.
I lay with my head resting on Gunner’s chest. We decided to stay here for a few more hours, just to be on the safe side. We made love a few more times, and to make sure the heat was really over. As I looked around at the small room, a familiar feeling came to me. I’ve been here before.
“Gunner, where are we?” I asked as I sat up,
“Huh?” he mumbled.
“What is this place?”
Gunner sat upright and glanced at me. He bit his lip and rubbed his hand over the back of his neck, something I have noticed he does when he is nervous or uncomfortable.
“It’s uh, it’s the cabin” he said meekly.
“The cabin? What cabin?” I looked around the room again. The cold concrete floor, the steel walls, and the iron bars covering the door. I have definitely been here before. A sick feeling filled
