He bolted upright when he realized the sound he’d been drowsing to was the radio suddenly gone to white noise. “Lyncoln?” His voice came out a hoarse whisper, and he swallowed, but before he could try again, Lyncoln was at his side.
“What’s wrong?”
“The radio.”
Lyncoln became still, and then he shivered. “Maybe the radio tower went down?”
“Maybe.” But Adam didn’t want to say that wouldn’t affect the communications satellites that circled the globe. “Would you…I’m sorry to ask this, but would you sleep with me here?”
“No.” Lyncoln pushed away from the bunk and walked away, and Adam felt his heart sink.
“I…I didn’t mean…” How were they going to survive this if he’d fucked things up?
Lyncoln didn’t respond. He had gone back into the storage room. Apparently he couldn’t even bear to be in the same space as Adam, and Adam buried his face in his pillow.
“We’ll be more comfortable on these.”
“What?” Adam’s heart lurched when he realized Lyncoln had returned.