Good.
That was how I felt when I woke up the next morning. Of course, I despised school mornings so it could never make me feel good.
What made me feel good, though, was what my mind had travelled to as soon as my eyes opened this morning.
After my hands had been in Tanner's and he'd told me I wasn't alone, I felt better a bit. Of course, I was curious about what he'd meant by that, but his words just sent a feeling of peace to me. After he'd said those simple, but extremely touching words, we'd run quiet before finally finishing up our coffee. We'd made small talk, and then Tanner insisted on taking me to work again.
All through the ride, I kept on thinking about the pain I'd seen in his eyes. I knew something was going on with him. I just knew it, but he'd brought me out of my thou
