My First Time Awakening: Nervous Touches in an Alien Room
That small room in the auberge on Guanahani. Dim light filtering through a window. I was half-asleep, body heavy from the chaos of the wormhole. Exhaustion pulled me under, but something stirred. Hands on my skin. Soft, curious. Not Abraham’s rough grip. Feminine. Unknown. My heart hammered. Who? Fear spiked, mixed with a forbidden thrill….