Chapter 6

“You want to sleep in your clothes?” he asked.

“No. Help me?” Rodney stood and pulled me up. He helped me take off my shirt and jeans, leaving me in my boxers. I lay back down, and he covered me with the blankets.

“Okay, hon. Try to get some sleep.” He kissed me on the forehead then turned off the lamp.

“Rod?” I called out.

“Yeah, hon?”

“I’ve been a shit to you lately, and I’m sorry. I’m glad you were with me tonight. Thank you.”

“I would do anything for you, love. Have a good night.” I listened as Rodney walked down the hall toward his bedroom. Exhausted, I fell into an uneasy sleep.

* * * *

I awoke late on Saturday morning with a headache. It took me a minute before I realized I was on the couch in Rodney’s house. And then it all came back to me. The rehearsal, the drinking, the betrayal.

“Royce, baby. You awake?” I felt Rodney move my legs a little so he could sit beside me, his warm hand rubbing my back.