Hank’s POV
June opened the door, a bright red blush all over her face. “Sorry ‘bout that.” She wouldn’t look me in the eyes as she said it, probably feeling as mortified as I was.
“No; I’m sorry for.. well. you know.” I felt terrible for having her feel that, but damn, I was just having a dream about her in the same position; which was a f*****g hell of a way to wake up.
She had still been walking around when I fell to sleep, making me wonder if she got any at all really. “So… do you really sleepwalk?” I figured it was best to get it out in the open, not wanting to shock her if I ever accidentally woke her up.
“Since I turned sixteen. My father ordered a special pill to help me sleep as soon as he realized I had a problem; said I might be too dangerous to leave it well enough alone.” S
