“I don’t know how we’re going to keep this a secret.”
“I’ve been thinking about that as well,” he admits. xxx18 “What will we do now?” she asks the question they are both thinking. She wakes with a scream, her upper body lunging off the bed. She lifts her hips, allowing Red to drag her black tights down her legs. She draws one hand into her lap, rotating his wrist and pressing her thumbs in lines down the length of his palm. Probably not a concussion, luckily”
She is trying to remember something. There is doubt here and they can both feel it, uncertainty and apprehension electrifying the air between them. His eyes are begging her to run the other way, but she struggles to reach him.
