Episode 13

Zipporah snuggled her cheeks on warm tough pillows, her neck felt well stationed and she didn’t want to wake up from her comfort spot. The only problem was the thumbing and imbalance her brain felt. It was almost like her bed was walking on a treadmill. She groaned when her knees refused to stretch and her legs felt too light and weak.

Slowly she flicked her eye lids open. It took a while for her brain to explain to her iris what her current situation was. But as soon as she realized there was no pillow she went into a mild panic mode. Her comfortable pillows were Adam’s arms and chest which carried her, bridal style, up the staircase of her apartment. He had a few more steps to her door when she began to wiggle and stretch out of his hold.

“Put me down.” She grumbled as she reached with her feet to the stairs. Her movements were a bit swift and made her head spin. She held steady on the wall and took quick breaths.

Adam helped her up the remaining stairs, her fingers rubbed her h