Chapter Thirty One
At some point during the hours of sitting beside his bed I fell asleep. It was restless and uncomfortable, but my body had needed it. When I woke up a few hours later, the nurse was checking Lip’s IV. She smiled politely at me as I rolled my neck and winced at the kink in it. I was still holding his hand. I looked down at his big hand, the ones that touched me in all the right ways. I let out a breath and tried again. “Just move one finger, Lip. One finger and I’ll stop bothering you.” Nothing happened. I had to distract myself. So I started to hum an old song my mom used to sing to me. I reached out, running my fingers through his unruly hair and smiled as i imagined him shaking his head while I tickled his scalp. “Late at night when all the world, is sleeping, I stay up and think of
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