“Da! It is far better than being among the deading.” That earned him a bit of a laugh. “Being dead would just ruin my whole day.” More laughter.
“It’s now night,” she said as she shone a bright light into his eyes with that flick thing doctors did to be irritating.
“Night and day, day and night. Me and you, you and me.” He sang it to a Marianas Trench song on his playlist. “Maybe we should become songwriters together.”
His eyes were focusing better—now that she had the bright light out of them—and though he could hear the laughter, he could see that it wasn’t coming from the spare blonde bending over him. It was…
He closed his mouth and the laugh stopped.
Great job, Nicolai. Making a fool of yourself in front of the woman.
Then she did something to his arm and he didn’t feel like lau
