Chapter 27The creak of the bedroom door woke Maya up. Blinking blearily, she stretched with an audible groan of satisfaction, her muscles burning pleasantly from the motion, before rolling over to see Dec closing the door behind him.
“Where have you been?” she asked, her voice still thick with sleep. The smile that had started to form at the sight of him faded as she drank in his appearance. Deep shadows beneath his eyes. His leather coat and jeans. No shoes? That didn’t make sense. “Did you go out?”
“Yes.” He stood there, unmoving, his eyes uncharacteristically dark. They didn’t waver from her face, but the longer he watched, the greater her sense of unease grew.
Sitting up, Maya pulled the blanket over her bare breasts, realizing he must’ve covered her in his absence. “What is it? Is
