Chapter 4Smoke shivered and took another swig from the flask. It still felt full, although he’d taken a generous swig from it before and Gin had been swigging it down himself. “You’d rather be lonely than depend on someone else? That’s kind of grim, don’t you think?”
“Not really.” Gin grimaced and sat fully up, turning to put his feet on the floor. “Here, I’ve hogged the bed long enough. You should take your turn. I know you’re still chilled, and one of us knows how to bank the fire so it doesn’t go out during the night.” He shuffled across the room, avoiding Smoke’s eyes.
He still wasn’t wearing a shirt. He didn’t have one to change into, not with the amount of blood and grime on the one Smoke had taken off of him. He had a nice body. It didn’t surprise Smoke to learn that Gin was in sh
