Heaven waited for Layne to grab her phone off the end table and hand it to her. His gaze wavered between hers and the device before he released it. He didn’t say a word as he strolled over to the recliner and plopped down.
She hid the throbbing pain in her head. One more grimace and Layne would either call for an ambulance or drive her to the ER. She didn’t want him fussing over her. He’d been through enough with her sister today. His emotions burned through him each time they made eye contact.
She knew he cared about her more than he should, but she cared about him too. Somehow, she would make Dylan understand what happened. Layne had reacted to all the lies Faith told him. That’s why he’d kissed Heaven.
The longer she thought about his behavior, the harder it was to ignore her soul. I
