Evelyn was laying across my chest, her eyes heavy and in a state of post-orgasmic bliss. But despite the look on her face, I could tell by the tenseness I felt in her back as I ran my fingers across it that her mind was in turmoil.
I didn’t like it. The fingers on my other hand traced the lines on her new tattoo, careful not to touch the wound directly, while the dark sense of pride in my chest became so deeply rooted there was no way for me to snuff it back out.
“When you were gone this morning..” she took a deep, shaky breath. “I thought you didn’t care. That last night had been nothing to you.”
My hands on her back and arm paused in surprise. I hadn’t considered that me being gone when she woke up would make her doubt me, but I’d never had to consider someone’s feelings before in m
