That was a long wait…. But I suddenly felt the need to continue this story! I hope you do enjoy it!

Chapter 10. Don't make me blush

Sansa had never endured a colder night, waking up still shivering. Despite feeling frozen, she was proud of herself for not giving in to Sandor. She had not slept much at all, the entire night thinking about how to warm herself up without touching or angering Sandor. She had found nothing. Sandor had told her they would be staying here for a day or two. What would they be doing in those days here? Would he touch her again? She felt a shudder going through her, remembering how his big finger had felt inside her, not pleasant at all.

Sansa knew about sex but had never experienced it herself, and she'd rather not experience it with Sandor.

'I can hear your teeth rattle from over here girl, are you so damn proud?' Came a gruff voice next to her. Sansa froze, startled at his words. She felt him move and then a big hand pulled her against his warm chest. She gave a small sound in surprise of his strength and warmth, but remained silent and still in his hold. He was so warm. She hated being here, him pulling her close, but he was so warm…

'Better, hmm." She heard him talk and felt it too, being so close to his chest. He rested behind her, her head placed on his arm, his other arm around her waist, resting against her waist. She swallowed, she understood he was too strong to fight off and she was naked and very close to his body. The feeling scared her.

For a few moment they just laid there in silence, Sansa finally feeling a little warmer. She was too tense to fall asleep, too tense to rest completely, but she was feeling better then the entire night before. It was when Sandor moved and got up from the bed, she hastily pulled the sheets around her and turned on her back, watching him rise. He was enormous and seemed so strong. He was muscular and well build, she'd gave him that, but in this situation, it scared her more than anything.

'See anything you like, little bird?' he mocked her, watching her eyes scan his body. She turned her head away, hearing his chuckle. He got dressed and then moved around. When she smelled coffee, she wondered if he would force her to stay naked this entire day too. Would he be that cruel? She sat up, still clinging to the covers to shield her from the cold. Within a few minutes Sandor came back into view, watching her with his dark eyes.

'You have not tried to run last night, maybe you deserve another chance…' He put the sentence as a question, but she had no clue if he was being serious or not. He took a deep breath and tossed some clothes on the bed.

'Get dressed, breakfast is ready.' As soon as he turned around, Sansa took the clothes and hastily put them on. She didn't know why he suddenly had decided her punishment was over, but she decided to just be grateful and not ask questions. He had given her, her own underwear and a warm sweater and jeans. She instantly felt better, in the warm clothes. She quickly braided her hair and moved towards the other side of the cabin, meeting Sandor at the table. He had placed coffee for both of them on the table and apparently he had baked eggs for the both of them. She sat down opposite of him. He watched her curiously and continued to eat his food and drink his coffee. She thought it best to try to do as he said, just until there would be a real opportunity to get away. He needed to think she was trying.

'Thank you,' she softly said. Taking a small sip from the coffee before her. He took a sip from his own coffee, watching her the entire time. He did not say a word, he only nodded, once. She emptied her plate, feeling more hungry than before, happy the coffee helped keep her alert, despite her short nights rest that night.

She still wondered what he had planned for them that day, would they remain here? Or move on?

'We will move on and sleep in the camper tonight,' he told her. He watched her carefully, like he was expecting her to protest. She didn't, she just watched him, nodding. He nodded too, standing from the table. He told her to clean up, he himself packing their stuff to get moving. Sansa did as he told her, washing the plates and cups, putting them in their place in the kitchen after drying them off. When she was done and turned around she shrieked, finding Sandor very closeby, right before her. He seemed amused by her distress, if only for a second.

'Bad conscience?' he mocked her. She swallowed and tried to slow her racing heartbeat.

'You - You just scared me,' she answered softly, not looking up to meet his eyes. He did not like that. He placed his fingers under her chin and forced her to look up, and meet his eyes.

'Better get used to me, little bird. I am not going anywhere. Not without you anyway.'

Hours later they were on the road again, Sandor driving and Sansa sitting beside him, her eyes on the road. She had difficulties keeping her eyes open, she felt so tired. But she wanted to see where they were going, so she forced herself to stay awake and alert. Sandor was a steady driver, keeping the camper still while driving along swiftly. He had turned the radio on softly, watching her every now and then.

'Are you still awake, little bird?' came his voice after another hour. Sansa had been dozing in and out of sleep, suddenly wide awake, turning her head so she could look at him.

'Yes,' she answered, her voice betraying she had not been awake just moments before. He chuckled deeply.

'Better make sure you sleep more tonight little bird, you need it.' She thought the conversation was over with that, but he seemed to have had enough of their silence.

'Tell me about you little bird. What things do you like to do?' She was shocked. Not as his question, but because of the fact he seemed genuinely interested in her. She cleared her throat.

'Uhm- I worked a lot - to pay for school,' she began. He interrupted her shortly.

'Did you enjoy your job?' She nervously watched him.

'Sometimes.' Her answer was soft. He locked eyes with her.

'What would you study?' That question came so unexpected she had to take a moment to take it in.

'Uhm- well, I was saving up, not nearly enough yet, before my manager told me he would pay for me to go to school. Economics and retail.' It stabbed at her chest thinking that when she finally would have been able to study, she was kidnapped and now it would never happen. She tried to not bring that up, she did not want to anger Sandor. Not now he seemed to be in such a good mood.

'Is that what you want to do? Work in a store for the rest of your life?' he asked. He sounded gruff again and she worried his good mood was over.

'I just wanted to educate myself further, I like a lot of things. Economics seemed a good way to start.' He met her eyes again. After a moment he nodded.

'Smart start, I reckon.' They then fell silent again. It once again seemed Sandor was not a man of many words, until he broke the silence again.

'You are a virgin.' She felt herself grow red, not sure why he was thinking about that just now. She had difficulty meeting his eyes and saw he was not mocking her, but stating a fact. Should she be honest?

'What do you mean?' she asked, not sure what he wanted her to reply. He gripped the wheel a little tighter.

'Yesterday - I felt you - you are a virgin.' She grew ever more red when he referred to the night before and quickly looked away.

'I don't understand what you want me to say about it,' she answered, feeling fully ashamed.

'Tell me how that can be, Sansa, have you never had a boyfriend?' She swallowed, meeting his eyes shortly. She had no clue why he was asking that, but something inside her told her it was because he liked the fact she was a virgin and that she had never been with a boyfriend before. She had no clue why though.

'I- was too busy. With my mom and work. I just- ' she had no clue how to proceed or what to add.

'Can we speak of something else?' she asked, not meeting his gaze. His chuckle she did hear.

'Why, does talking about sex embarrass the little bird? Only to be expected I think, with you having no experience at all.' It felt like he was mocking her, but she decided to stay silent. The only experience she had was him, fingering her deeply. It had scared her a lot and she'd rather have no rematch of that event. Ever.

'We'll remedy that soon though.'

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