Mikhail woke the next morning with a headache. He groaned as the light coming in stabbed at his eyes, crunched them tight and turned over away from the windows. He opened his eyes again to gaze at the beautiful face of Natalie lying asleep beside him.
She must be exhausted, she was fast asleep when I got back last night and is still fast asleep?
Mikhail remembered she told him her power was suppressed here, down to only forty percent, he reasoned that of course she must be worn out then after doing everything he had asked of her yesterday.
He leaned up on an elbow and bent over and kissed her cheek softly, barely brushing his lips over her skin.
She stirred and opened one sleepy eye at him and groaned softly. “Hmm?”
“Hey, sleepy head.” Mikhail said with a small smile that twerked his
