Chapter 11
The sun was blindly bright as I rose from the crypt. All was quiet and there was a fresh layer of snow below my feet as I jumped out. Graverobber stretched his arms and re-arranged his coat and twisted shirt as he climbed out the crypt. His skin was paler than usual (a consequence of the chill) but his cheeks were rosy, most likely from our unplanned activities during the very early morning. I wondered whether my cheeks were too.
I tugged at my dress trying to look busy as Graverobber sorted his attire. All the touching seemed to have really got his shirt in a tangle.
'Where are we going now?'I asked, biting my lip. Wondering if it was too soon to speak yet.
He smirked. 'Well I think that we've been more than audacious for one day. 'He said looking up at me, 'so I think we will check the home front. See if it's safe to go back.'
I nodded. Did he think me a complete idiot for feeling him up when I thought he was sleeping? I decided against saying anything about it, the embarrassment still burning deep within me. I just hoped he knew that I actually really liked him rather than thinking I was just easy.
Graverobber whistled to get my attention and pointed to the Graveyard gates for us to leave. The quicker we got home the better, that way I could make sense of something's in private.