Grace's POV
I woke with Hunter still pressed against my back, his arm heavy around my waist. My mind immediately raced to what awaited us at the police station in a few hours. I lay there for a few minutes thinking about all the questions they could ask.
"You're thinking too loud," Hunter murmured against my neck, his breath warm on my skin.
I turned in his arms to face him. "How can you tell?"
"Your breathing changes. Gets shallow." His eyes were still half-closed with sleep, but there was alertness in them. "You tense up."
My lips curved slightly. "You notice too much."
"I notice everything about you." His hand smoothed up my side, resting at my waist. "Especially when you're worried."
The simple intimacy of that observation made my chest tighten. "I'm scared about today." I hadn'
