That evening, Slide made sure everyone was fed and that they had gathered all of their belongings, so they could set off early the next morning. A part of Ember was mourning the loss of their days of rest, the stillness in itself helping her settle her grief and anxiety. Plus, the time spent making love to Slide wasn’t a terrible bonus either.
As they packed their things away, the group fell into an early doze. Slide and Emb er sat along the edge of the cave, making sure the hammock was sturdy and watching the sun dip below the horizon.
Ember looked at him longingly as he made sure the rope was tight. His blonde hair was loose on his head, falling just below his eyes. He had to either push it back every few seconds or blow it out of his eyes with a sharp breath. It amused her so, the way
