“You can leave your guitar here in the closet. Nobody will mess with her.” Bristol hid a yawn behind her hand. “You can use the tiny bathroom here, or you can use my bathroom.”

“I’ll use this one here. Thank you for inviting me. It’s been a very fun day. And night. And, well, morning,” Annie said.

Bristol pulled her into a soft hug. “Sleep well.” Annie felt Bristol’s lips on her cheek again and held back a soft moan. Bristol pulled back. “Let me know if you need anything.”

“You sleep well, too,” Annie said. She waited until Bristol closed the door to the back of the bus and leaned against the bunk. What was wrong with her? Obviously, there was something between them, so why wasn’t she acting on it? She softly banged her head on the mattress before digging out a T-shirt and pajama shorts for bed. Why was she so scared? If she made a move and Bristol shot her down, she would only have to feel horribly awkward for like ten days.

She grabbed her toiletries and opened the door to a bathroom that rivaled the size of one on an airplane. It took her a good five minutes to get ready, and by the time she picked a bunk, the sliver of light that peeked out from Bristol’s door had gone dark. Fuck. Way to go, Annie. She pulled the cool sheet over herself and pouted. What should she have done?

She wanted to call her sister for advice, but she knew Sarah was busy getting the day started. Plus, she didn’t want to wake Bristol. She started a breathing exercise to help her relax, and right before sleep took her, she heard Bristol’s door open and saw soft light spill out into the aisle. Through the bottom of the privacy curtain, she saw Bristol stop in front of the bunks.

She rolled onto her side and slid the curtain back. “Are you okay?”

Bristol jumped and put her hand on her heart. Annie would have laughed at the startled look on Bristol’s face, but the second her eyes landed on what Bristol was wearing to bed, she swallowed hard.

“Yeah. I just wanted to make sure you were good. You surprised me. I thought you’d be on the lower bunk,” Bristol said.

“This way I’m actually taller than you. I’m good though. Thank you for checking on me.” Why was Bristol here? Ideas—nice, flirty ideas—popped into her head.

“I felt like we weren’t finished with things,” Bristol said.

Annie leaned forward. “Oh?” She watched Bristol take a step closer.

“It was such a good night, and I ended it too abruptly.”