I knew he was there just after midnight. I didn’t hear the door. Frank never made noise when he moved. I only noticed when the mattress dipped and his weight settled behind me.
I was still awake. I don't know if he knew that or assumed it or didn't care either way.
"You should sleep," he said.
"So should you."
“Aren't you tired, baby girl.”
“No,” I breathed.
“Can I stay in your room tonight?”
“Of course you can.” I answered him, sliding the blanket sheets back so he could climb in.
He curled closer under the covers. I nuzzled my face into his neck, and he wrapped his arms around me.
“I'm sorry about what I said earlier.”
I sighed. “You’re right. I shouldn’t have doubted you.”
“That’s not it. You are a grown woman and capable of making your own decisions. I should’ve trusted you.
