I lay beside Trent, feeling slightly better than I had in days. He stroked his fingers up and down my arm, lulling me into peacefulness. He'd kissed me until I couldn't breathe, and my lips had gone numb, but then we'd snuggled beneath the covers and just cuddled. I'd missed being in his arms like this.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"Yeah."
"Good."
There was something in his tone that gave me pause and caused ice cold fear to snake down my spine. "What's wrong?" I propped myself up and stared at him.
"Nothing," he said.
"Don't lie to me. Not now," I said, trying to keep the tremor from my voice. I hugged the blankets tightly around me, as if they would somehow protect me from whatever was about to happen.
He sighed and rubbed his hands over his face. "You said you couldn't imagine having all those things you want without me, but "