Lanie
Gently climbing off me, Andrew pulled me against him and tossed a blanket over the both of us. Nestled in the crook of his arm, I sighed happily.
“This is …” He paused. “Good,” he simply finished.
I laughed. “Yeah, it is.”
“I was worried we would never have this again.”
Emotion clogged my throat. I was happy he couldn’t see my face because I was afraid of what could be showing there.
“I’m sorry about all this,” I whispered.
Andrew squeezed my shoulder and pressed his face into the side of my head. “Lanie, don’t do that. None of this is your fault.”
“I just wish you didn’t have to go through this.”
“I’m more worried about you.” He lightly stroked the arm I’d tossed across his shoulder.
“What do you mean?”
Andrew sighed. “I can’t ruin your relationship with your parents.”
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