Clint watched as Aimee passed through the doorway, sighing as soon as she was out of sight. When would she relax and just go with it, trust him to make the right decisions for Abigail? While he appreciated her concern for what Abby could or could not handle, he hated that it slowed down the progress the two of them made in their relationship. He needed her to stop being so protective all the time.
Clint jerked the covers off his naked body, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and placing his hands on his lower back and stretching, twisting his torso to the left, and then to the right, as he tugged the knots out of his back. I need a new mattress. He turned back to the doorway. How was he going to get Aimee to loosen up and not worry so much? While it was true that he didn't have a
