“I think the monitors will be fine without a few minutes of watching,” he murmured before kissing me hard.
His lips didn’t leave mine as we stripped in the bunk room. Things got a little awkward when we wedged ourselves on my bed, but we made it work. The feel of his hands on my skin helped make everything else seem unimportant. I touched him in return, greedy for the contact.
“Hold on.” He pulled away, turned, then stopped. My chest ached again as I understood what had just happened. For a moment, he’d forgotten where we were and had been about to reach for a condom from his nightstand supply.
But there was no nightstand in the bunker.
“How’s your birth control supply?” he asked.
I made a face. “I took my last one a few days ago.”
He gave me a sad smile and leaned down to kiss me tenderly.
“I love you, June. So much that I know we can’t do this without protection. I won’t risk you like that.”
“Risk?”
“We’ve cleaned out a dozen of the infected from the barn already in only a couple of weeks. We have to haul manure, feed, and do a million other things that jeopardize our well-being because of the state of the world. I won’t add an accidental pregnancy to that list, babe. It’s just you and me, and I’m no doctor. It’s too dangerous.”
I nodded, understanding. The world was in chaos.
“Then no sex. We can still hold each other.”
We did a little more than holding, and I smiled at him after he groaned my name.
“Get some sleep,” I said, standing. “I’ll watch the monitors until you wake up.”
“I love you, June. We’re going to survive this. I promise I’ll keep you safe.”
I lightly kissed his cheek and left him to sleep in my bed.