Chapter 84

Rohan let go of me but I didn't move, my head bowed. No one wanted that. It was the reason humans huddled around a flickering fire, pressed close to keep the shadows at bay. But you didn't voice it. You said, "Because you're warm." Because any one of a million excuses that didn't expose your vulnerability.

Rohan never exposed his, so what was this? Another game? Except, that wasn't right. He'd bared his soul to me when he'd admitted that cutting off his music had been denying an essential part of himself. It's why I'd pushed so hard for him to write the theme song.

I had no idea if I wanted to stay or to run away as far as I could. A simple repeat fuck had gotten tangled up and crazy complicated. Icy panic clawed at my throat at what that meant or what I wanted it to mean or hoped it didn't mean.

"Stop thinking." He loosely laced his fingers through mine, but it was clearly my call to stay or go.

I glanced back at him. Big mistake.