Running Away

Alex rolled over in bed starling the cat which took up residence between her legs.

Mike was awake and staring at her with a warm yet befuddled look.

"What do you want to do?"

"Sleep another hour and then go get some coffee."

"No, with your life."

"I want to change the world," she said rolling over on his chest. The chest hairs tickled her nose a little but she'd be asleep soon enough.

"What do you mean?"

"You weren't this full of questions last night."

"I was drunk."

"So was I. Can I go back to sleep now?"

"I want to know you." Mike flipped her hair off her face. "I'm serious. What can I do to convince you to stay here longer?"

"Nothing."

"Why?"

"There's too much pain here."

"Did I hurt you?"

"No. There's too much pain in Iowa. This whole state contains nothing but bad memories for me. In Wyoming, I'm able to ignore all this shit."

Mike gave Alex a very direct look and nuzzled her neck. "You can't run away forever."

"Watch me."