Demon Riders 2, Chapter 9

The Last Thought The hard velvet sound of laughter woke him up. He groaned, and opened his eyes. Sunlight, piercing. It struck out at him through the brush. Past dawn, then. Maybe even later if the sun was high enough to get through. He shook his head, and rolled out from under the bush. He patted the brambles twice, a quick thank you for a hard place to sleep. Shelter, shade, and just enough pain to keep him honest. “Why so honest? You should come on back, sweetling. There’s a bed with silk...