I promised Carmen I would stay for a few days with her kid, even though Mark protested against it. The whole time he looked at me with concern, as if I would burst into flames any minute or something.
Carmen pointed us towards a small room and told us we could sleep there. There was only one bed, of course, a small narrow bed, which wouldn’t be enough for both of us unless we spooned the whole night.
“Yeah, you wish,” I told Mark when he suggested it with a smug expression, his eyebrows so high they could disappear into his hairline.
Then he turned to go because he didn’t really need any sleep and my heart sank to my feet with the idea of having to stay alone with my crazy thoughts all night. “You can stay if you want,” I told him as casually as possible, and he stopped in his tracks on
