AFTER DINNER, SELA suddenly claimed to have developed a raging headache as I followed her back to the bedroom.
“It’s been a long day,” she said, sitting down at the edge of the bed. She closed her eyes. “You know, Reed, I think I would just like to take a bath and go to sleep. No swimming.”
I sat down next to her and began rubbing her slender, tan shoulders. “After a ten-hour flight, I’m sure you’re exhausted.”
She sighed. “Mm... yes.”
I kissed the back of her neck. “Why don’t I run you a bath and join you?”
She shook her head. “No. Not with this pain.” She raised her hands to her temples. “I think it’s turning into a migraine.”
“Take some aspirin.”
She turned around and looked at me like I was an i***t. “I need something stronger than that. It’s a migraine.”
“Right. Well, I’m sur
