14
“I was wondering where you had gone,” Ka’ya said early in the morning on their fifth day in the camp.
“I didn’t want to wake you,” he admitted.
“I missed your warmth,” she teased.
Alexandru chuckled. He had been the one to say that the last four mornings when he woke to find her gone. He held his hand out to her, entwining his fingers with hers when she stepped up onto the flat shelving of rock. Together, they watched the sun rise over the valley.
“They have myths about vampires back on my world. We are not supposed to be able to go out into the sun. Personally, I enjoy feeling the warmth,” he said with a smile.
“You remember who you are and where you are from?” Ka’ya asked.
Her fingers tightened on his when she asked the question. He lifted her hand to his lips and pressed a kis
