When we woke up the next morning, Graham’s arms were still firmly wrapped around my waist, I could hear his gently snoring in my ear and the smell of breakfast wafted in from the fire. My mouth started to water and my stomach began to rumble, the sound was loud enough to wake Graham up. “Are you hungry prìseil?” I carefully turned towards his chest, I didn’t want to disturb his injured arm.
“Just a tad, but I really want to redress your wound first, it looks like you have soaked through the bandage.” He looked over at his arm through squinted eyes, “I’m fine lass, let’s get cleaned up and eat something. We will need to continue our journey home as soon as we’re finished.”
“We are not going anywhere until I look at your arm.” His eyes shot open at my demand. A wicked smile spread across
