Kelly was counting down from one hundred when something moved beneath the sheet. It could have been her imagination since her mind was going at a rapid pace, but no, it wasn’t. His foot touched hers and she jumped.
“Shh. It’s just me.” he said softly.
Well, of course it was him, who else would be in bed with her?
Kelly’s eyes were wide-open and staring into the darkness. And she didn't want him shhing her. She wasn’t a child and she didn’t like it.
“I figured you weren't in the mood to cuddle, but I wanted to reassure you that you weren’t alone.” She heard him say. Did his voice sound richer, huskier in the dark?
“I’m definitely not in the mood to cuddle.” She replied. It was an honest reply even if she didn’t exactly like how it sounded. “And I know I’m not alone.” Because when she
