My Tattooed Angel

"So...what DID actually happen last night?" I ask laying my self down so that my head rests in his lap.

"Willie ran for a while, then eventually I fell off. He stopped and I found pretty good shelter here." Brian says.

"Well I'm glad your OK. I was so scared that you were hurt...or even worse." I say.

"I had a pretty good feeling that you were OK, but I still worried." Brian says.
"How's your side doing?" Brian asks.

"Ok I guess, it's not hurting as much as it did." I say.

"Still up to going on?" Brian says.

"Um, yeah." I say.

"Just making sure." Brian says.

"Man, I'm tiered." I say yawning and laying myself down so that my head rests on Brian's lap.

"Me too, but I'm hungry more then anything." Brian says.

"I think I can fix that." I say sitting up and getting my back pack.
"Energy bar OK?" I ask throwing one on his lap.

"That sounds pretty damn good about now." Brian says.

"Yeah?" I laugh as I watch him practically swallow the thing whole.

"That's so much better." Brian says.

"I bet." I say laying myself back down.

"Going to sleep?" Brian asks.

"Yeah, if you don't mind being a pillow." I say.

"Not at all." Brian says moving a couple strands of hair from my face.

"Night." I say snuggling up to his stomach.

"Good night." Brian says putting his arm around my shoulder.
"I love you." Brian whispers in my ear.

I smile and wrap my arms around his wist, my head rests on his hip.

"I love you too." I whisper nuzzling my face into his side.