Question of Trust by Caldwell Laura

Author:Caldwell, Laura [Caldwell, Laura]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Suspense
Publisher: MIRA
Published: 2011-03-09T06:00:00+00:00

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With one arm still supporting him over me, Theo put the palm of his other hand lightly on my chest. Then his hand was on my collarbone. He stared into my eyes. His hand moved to my neck. He tightened it minimally. His gaze intensified.

And right then, I knew what we were both thinking.

“Can we talk about this?” I asked.

It was what I had asked him earlier, although on a different topic.

Eric had left quickly after Theo punched him. And so did everyone else, all the goodwill from HeadFirst employees flowing away. When they were gone, my friends stuck around, asking if there was anything they could do. But with Theo in the bedroom with the door closed and the majority of the guests gone, it was clear the party was over.

I cleaned up, giving Theo time to calm down. When I went in the bedroom, he was staring at the ceiling, lying flat on his back.

“We should talk about this,” I said.

“No,” he responded simply.

“Theo, we have to.”

“Okay,” he said, sitting up. “But let’s talk first about Sam and you at that hotel.”

I hadn’t seen that coming. Since Theo’s arrest, the topic had occurred to me once or twice, but I’d thought it had lost any meaning given the rest of what was going on. Apparently, I was wrong about that.

“Don’t want to talk about it?” Theo asked, his voice hard.

“Not really. But I think—”

“Well, I don’t want to talk about this. The same way you don’t want to talk about that.”

I paused. Waited. Theo and I stared at each other, and his expression softened, seemed to say, Please.

“Okay,” I said.

I got ready for bed and when I climbed in, Theo wrapped his warm self around my back, around my whole body. And he held me, just held me for the longest while. Then one hand moved between my legs and nudged them slightly apart.

“Yes?” he said.

“Yes, yes.”

He waited.

“Yes,” I said.

Then he was inside me, without warning. It was…exquisite.

He turned me over so he could see me. From that moment, his gaze never left mine while I sucked in the sight of him lit by a bedside lamp—that hair, those lips, those eyes. The red ribbon on his arm seemed to undulate as we moved. I stared at it, mesmerized, but then I shifted my gaze back to his eyes, always those eyes. He moved faster, watching my reaction, subtly changing to reach me deeper, slowing and halting when he thought I was drifting away on bliss.

But then that hand on my neck. Squeezing. And then I said, “Can we talk about this?”

He took his hand away, leaned down and nuzzled my neck, breathing me in. Then he slid out of me and lay at my side, his hand on my belly.

After her death, it was learned that Jane, the Trial TV anchorwoman who’d introduced me to Theo, had a predilection for infidelity and for occasional autoerotic asphyxiation. Also exposed was the fact that Theo had been one of the men she was unfaithful with.

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