Chapter 10
I toss and turn in my bed, unable to fall asleep. Actually, the last few days I have slept very little. It's strange how the body gets used to some things. And my body is used to Reid. To his hand tightening on my hip, to his body molded with mine, to his breath sending shivers down my skin. I'm used to him and, more than just a habit, it feels like a need. I groan in frustration, kicking the sheets away from me in a desperate need to find accommodation.
In a decision that was rather implicit between the two of us, I took the bed, he took the couch. But I keep thinking how uncomfortable Reid must be there, in fact, every day I think about it since we no longer sleep together. My body begs me to go there to check on him, because I'm so weak when it comes to him. However, I don'
