Hunter’s POV
Third f*****g night in a row. Sleep wasn’t going to come. It wasn’t even close.
Those damn pills haunted me like a bad dream I couldn’t wake up from. I didn’t know what the f**k I was supposed to do, or think, or even feel. Everything between him and Helena had been tense since then, thick with silence neither of us wanted to break.
I stared at the ceiling while Helena slept beside me, turned away. Even asleep, she was miles away, unreachable.
Last night she’d tried again to get him to have s*x with her. The seduction had included a silk negligee and candles. Her mouth sliding along my neck had left me cold. I’d wanted it. f**k, I’d tried. I needed s*x like the next guy, but every time I closed my eyes, all I saw were those pills and whatever the hell Helena was hiding.
