Chapter 25: The Lake

NINE

Days have passed since the night Kade and I slept on the couch, wrapped in his comforting embrace. The night we shared plagues me. Every second thought I have is how warm he was, how tight he held me, how safe I felt. I’ve become fixated on the gentle blow of his breath through my hair, the tiny dancers that pirouetted down my spine in its wake. I’ve obsessed over the fact he didn’t leave me to sleep on the hard floor...and I’m terrified of the buds of affection that have bloomed in my chest since.

Sighing, I push the blankets to my hips and roll onto my back. I stare at the piqued ceiling, the golden morning sun bringing out the ochre hues in the wood. I’ve memorised every line, every nook, every cranny. When I close my eyes at night, it’s all I see, driving me crazy.