Chapter 190: Safe Haven

We spend hours lounging in bed together. Her head is on my chest, and I'm playing with her hair. We've f*cked and talked and f*cked again, and now she's quiet, thoughtful. I want to ask her about the things that we haven't talked about. I want her to talk to me. I want her to trust me.

"Clara."

"Yes?" She jumps, surprised by the sound of my voice. Anyone would think she'd forgotten I was here.

"A penny for your thoughts?" I ask, genuinely intrigued but also slightly peeved that she's not thinking about me.

My arrogance wants to know what could possibly have distracted her from this moment, distracted her from me. She's my safe haven, and I want to be hers. I want her to lose herself in me. I want her to forget everything else.

"I was just thinking about lunch today," she admits quietly.