For the Sake of Sanity Part 1

Though my face was flushed with shyness, I couldn’t tear apart the names I had heard him speak.

I instinctively grabbed my shoulder again, remembering the pain.

“I think that’s them.” Wyatt abruptly stood up and startled me. I stared up at him through my eyelashes, afraid of meeting his gaze.

“Here,” he smiled and reached out his hand, “I’m sure you’re more than ready to get out of here, and that sounds like them.”

I grabbed his hand politely and pushed myself up while also immediately adding, “It’s not that bad.”

He raised his brow. “What?”

“It’s not that bad..being stuck with you wasn’t that bad. Sorry if I made it seem so.” The words that had just escaped my lips were alien to me. I wasn’t sure why I had said what I said, but I was fully embarrassed.

“I just—figured with the claustrophobia that you would be dying to get out of here.”