PEARL'S POV:
For the first time since we met, Charles and I lay beneath the black sheets, silently staring at the ceiling lost in our thoughts. The warmth from Charles's body is perfect after running the streets tonight. His head is resting on his elbows, his long leg comfortably laying on top of mine. The first time he did it, I asked if he was making sure I was staying put. He said, "Yes." I told him I was not surprised.
Several times he huffs and pierces his lips. I know he is talking to Randolph. I don't care. Hekara and I do the same, but now that the organismic bliss is settling down, an eerie thought lay across my mind.
What if it was Richard coming through that door?
Richard hasn't had a single moment alone with me since that night. Charles makes sure someone is with me all t
