Michael lay with her back to Cam. Both were still covered with sweat but not a word had been spoken in the last half hour. Michael had simply rolled away when their lovemaking had ended and, after the first few minutes, Cam had thought she’d fallen asleep. Now, from her breathing, Cam knew she was awake.
“Is something wrong?” Cam asked, softly.
Michael hesitated. “Maybe I’m just tired,” she finally said.
Cameron sensed that that was not the full truth.
Something was wrong. Even in their morning workout and Hapkido training, Michael had been quiet, uncommunicative, as if her mind were elsewhere. Even their lovemaking tonight had been a lot less energetic than usual. Michael seemed unwilling to set the scene and their conversation was strained. They’d fallen onto the bed almost out of ha
