She had begun to wonder if he might have dropped off, though she was nowhere near sleep herself. Her woman's instincts had kicked in to the point where she felt strangely protective of him, as if she was going to have to stand guard over him while he sleeps.

Never mind the clammy feel of his skin when her fingers graze his neck, and that tremble that just will not stop...

She blinks in surprise when he speaks, a smile molding her features.

"Weren't too busy makin' friends with famous lawmen?"