Keep No Secrets by Julie Compton

Author:Julie Compton
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2013-03-12T06:33:15+00:00

He rolls onto his right side and rests his left hand on the edge of the bed closest to her. His wedding ring, a simple gold band, circles his ring finger. Her eyes well. She remembers how it felt when he touched her with that hand, how her resistance dissolved when he first slipped it under her blouse and placed his palm against her spine. And then later, when both hands traveled her body as if they owned it. Does he realize they do?

They're strong hands, with the veins and tendons visible on the back, and she craves their touch on her bare skin again.

She returns her gaze to his face. His eyes move slightly under his lids as if he's dreaming. She suspects the only time he ever fully relaxes is during deep sleep.

She stared at his face like this only once before. Then, he forced her to look at him. Even when her body began to

respond without any conscious direction from her brain, he held her head and insisted she keep her eyes open, insisted she meet his stare.

But that time was different. His

expression had been all man, and the intensity of it scared her. Now, during his brief respite from the world, it's all boy.

It still scares her, but this time she intends to fight the fear.

Around eleven she tries to wake him. She speaks his name, and when he fails to respond, she says it louder, sharper.

Nothing. If she didn't see the slow rise and fall of his chest, she'd think he'd died.

She decides it would be cruel to force him awake. Instead, she gently pulls off his shoes and then covers him with the spare blanket. Before she climbs into her own bed, she flips on the bathroom light and leaves the door slightly ajar so he'll be able to see if he wakes later.

In the middle of the night she wakes, startled by another presence in the room with her. And then she remembers. Jack.

Jack showed up at her door last night.

She closes her eyes and falls back asleep to the even rhythm of his breathing.

She emerges from her own dreams near nine the next morning. The bright light of a snowy day peeks through the slit in the drapes. His phone rings again, but he's still sleeping. She's not sure what to do.

Should she wake him? She crosses to his bed, gently sits on the edge. She whispers his name at his ear but he doesn't respond. She yearns to touch his face. She settles for his arm.

"Jack," she says, trying again. He stirs, then nothing. She dares more than a touch this time and rubs the smooth underside of his forearm. "Jack," she whispers louder.

He opens his eyes and looks at her, but she's not sure he sees her or knows where he is. He gives her a tiny smile, then, and slips his hand behind her head, through her hair, and pulls her closer. A short whimper escapes her throat—she told

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