Erin's heart leapt in panic. 'If Brett finds out I have secretly gone through his phone—and somehow guessed his password—would he blow up right here?'
Before she could decide what to do, Brett, even in the dark, grabbed her arm with uncanny precision, pulling her onto the bed. He wrapped her tightly in his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder as he breathed in the scent of her skin. Then, just as suddenly, he drifted back to sleep.
Once she was sure he was out cold, Erin cautiously reopened his phone, clearing the apps so he wouldn't notice.
There was no escaping tonight—his grip was too tight.
The next morning, Brett got up as Erin pretended to be asleep, keeping her eyes shut. He headed to the bathroom, and once she heard the water running, she knew it was her chance. She quickly s
