Too Late

Jules' pov

        "Do you want to switch rooms?"

My head snapped up so fast that I heard a bone shift in my neck as i gaped at Blaze who was standing a few inches away from me. I was still sitting on the counter he had placed me on and my eyes widened as I digested what he had just asked in my head.

"What?" I whispered and he nodded once, shrugging a little. He still had an unreadable expression on as he continued.

"Do you want to switch rooms? To room with someone else that's not me?" He repeated calmly and my eyes widened even more.

"What? I- I don't–" I was struggling to gather my words together, to bring my thoughts together but it was all over the place.

"You don't trust me, Jules." 

I noticed it instantly. It was no longer the nickname he always used when referring to me. He had just referred to me as Jules, and that made my heart sink into my stomach.