It was several long hours before Samuel was finally able to sleep. He kept thinking about the girl he had kidnapped. His thoughts were all over ranging from If i just hurry and turn her in, I can get paid, and il never have to stress over this again. and Should i wake her up? to What if the police cane in right now, and find me in bed half naked with this young woman. Then if they ran my prints they'd find me in their records, or if they found out who she was, id likely be in even worse trouble!.
Ultimately, Samuel decided, he would stop worrying, sleep off the alcohol in his system, and that everything would work out. As far as how intimate he was getting with this girl on rare close calls, he ultimately decided it wasnt a crime. Were just humans. We want each other's bodies and there is no shame in it. Ill bring it up when she is sobre, and if she still agrees, i can delay the mission for a day, and we can stay at the hotel for a while. Yeah that sounds like a grand idea!. As his thiughts finally settled, he yawned widely (possibly loud enough to wake a light sleeper), stretched, put his hands behind his head, and let sleep take over. He realized that the way he was laying cradled your head from the pillow onto his biceps, but didnt much seem to mind.
He figured that when you two woke up, it might be a decent way to start the day, especially if his new idea carried through, and there was that slim chance that he would wake you up by mistake, and that sonething could spontaneously happen from the moment. By now it was 3am. If you woke up, you would be hung over, but at least not "walking sideways" drunk.
