KENNEDY
I knew how he felt.?
Instead of the rigidity of his body and the raw emotions brewing in his eyes, I knew he wasn’t comfortable with my decision to visit my family back in the States.
He twisted and turned in bed. He woke up earlier. I watched him run around the property. He came sweaty catching his breath, but he still looked delicious. Usually, he cracked a joke or gave remarks. Not this morning, though—just a wry smile and a quick kiss, then he took a shower.?
I fought the urge to join him. I thought of giving him time to himself. But he made me worry as soon as I heard thuds coming from the shower room.?
“Thayer?”
It took a few seconds before he responded. “Yeah?”
“I thought I might join you.” I was only in my robe.?
Then he peeked her head out. “I’m almost finished. Why didn’t you join me immediately?”?
I didn’t buy it. He wasn’t like this—Thayer would never give me this reason. That was the Thayer I knew, who would never deny me.