JV woke instantly, her memory of what had happened the night before clear. They"d moved in the few hours she"d been asleep and now she lay on her side. Steve was behind her, his arm snug around her waist. She didn"t want to face him. Not now. She was nervous about what he"d say after her revelation. Afraid he might see her as broken, used.
She tried to slip from under his arm, intent on getting out of bed without waking him.
His arm tightened around her middle. "Where do you think you"re going?" His voice was thick and low.
"I was gonna get up. Maybe make some coffee." She tried to keep her voice calm and even.
"Not yet. You"re gonna stay right here and talk to me a minute."
She stopped trying to get away, but she didn"t relax. "Talk about what?"
He kept his voice calm and patient. "
