I just stood and walked away, too wired and confused to think straight.
It didn't matter if she was loose.
The doors were locked, so she couldn't run.
And she couldn't kill me.
I'd heard her say she was going to sleep too, but I didn't think she meant in the same bed.
There was only one bed.
When she climbed in beside me and pressed close, all my calm cracked.
My whole body went stiff the second her skin touched mine.
Every muscle locked tight.
I knew she felt it.
But she didn't move.
We were close enough to breathe the same air.
She didn't say a word.
Just curled into me like she belonged there.
And fuck me...
Part of me didn't mind.
But part of me did.
It felt like betrayal.
Then there were the dreams.
For the life of me, I couldn't open my mouth and tell her to move.
Or force myself to.
Chapter Twelve — Jamie
I was dead to the world until I felt the bed shift.
I woke up to heavy breathing.
At first, I thought Vinny was just tossing and turning. Stress, maybe. He hadn’t really slept since he took me.
I eased up slow, eyes adjusting to the dark. I realized he was still asleep. His breath came in ragged bursts, sweat slicked his skin even in the cold room. A muscle in his jaw twitched like a live wire.
“Sophia...”
Her name came out of his mouth all soft and broken. It pulled at something deep in me when I didn’t want it to.
"Vinny," I whispered, reaching over, shaking his arm a little. "Yo, Vinny... wake up."
His eyes flew open. Filled with wildness. He looked straight through me like I wasn’t even there. Like he was somewhere else.
