Chapter 73: Temporary?

QUINN

The next morning, I woke up with gritty, swollen eyes, a pounding head and a sense of doom I couldn't shake.

Leo was already awake, sitting on the edge of the bed, his clean T-shirt in his hands. He stared down at it, turning the gray cotton over in his hands.

I pushed my back against the pillow, sitting up and wrapping my arms around my knees. "What time is it?"

"Just after seven." He stretched the shirt wide, the way he always did right before he pulled it over his head. I watched the interplay of muscles on his back, tempted to trace the ridges and ropes.

"Leo." I took a deep breath. "I think ...I think we need to take a break. I'm going to head back up to New Jersey. I should spend some time with my mom anyway, before classes start again."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Leo turned around, his eyebrows drawn together. "Quinn, what are you saying?"