Cora POV
I thought it would take me a bit to fall asleep in a strange bed, with a stranger, but I didn't; I fell asleep faster than at the motels I had stopped at along the way. I woke to find myself lying on Gunner, my leg over his legs, and my head on his chest, drool glistening on his chest.
Gross.
Turning to try and find some tissues, before Gunner woke, only for him to grab my hand to stop me from moving away.
"Going somewhere?" he asked, not opening his eyes.
"Need my meds." Gunner let my hand go and opened his eyes, watching me move to grab my meds from the table: antibiotics and painkillers, took them and downed half the bottle of water. Then grabbed a couple of tissues and wiped his chest. Gunner raised his left eyebrow at me, but didn't say anything. I wish I could do that,
