Chapter 47
Hana woke in the plush bedroom with tortured thoughts of Bobby coursing through her brain. It was yet another disturbed night fuelled by rampant worries. What if she had helped a murderer to escape? Too many things crowded in on her and sleep evaded her after the first thoughts leaked through to her consciousness.
Hana turned to her sleeping lover, his face turned towards her and his right hand resting on her stomach as he snoozed. His face looked peaceful, a rarity nowadays. The idea of confession left her as quickly as it came and Hana bit her lip and extracted herself from the four poster bed backwards. She laid Logan’s hand gently on the mattress and it crept for a moment, looking for her. He stilled. Satisfied, Hana left the room.
Phoenix slept on her back with her chubb
