Quinn was stumped. She’d been put to bed by her boyfriend like an errant child and was sulking. She couldn’t get to sleep, but was still tired. Her mind just wouldn’t stop working. All these questions she had inside her, and they kept piling up.
She could feel Adam laying behind her, but he felt so far away, even pressed up close to her back. With his arm wrapped around her, he still felt somewhat colder than the actual temperature of his skin. It was like he was holding her out of habit and not out of need, though he had mentioned before that it was something he craved with his entire being. It was different tonight somehow, and she felt it all the way to her marrow.
Wanting to shiver, she wiggled around so that she was facing him, watched his eyes open to meet hers in a silent questi
