Chapter Twelve
Nora
It was approaching eleven at night, and I was restless. After dinner, I’d escaped back to my place, thinking I needed something to distract me. Unfortunately, nothing was working. I’d flipped mindlessly through television channels, and I’d even taken a bath. Usually, a bath would help me wind down. Unfortunately, the only thing I could think of while I was in the tub was the last time I’d taken a bath with Gabriel. I’d been mastering the art of avoiding my memories of Gabriel over the past few months.
And for good reason, it seemed. Because all I could remember was the water sloshing over the edges of the tub when he pulled me over his lap. We’d been laughing. Now, the memory twisted sharp in my heart and left me aching and needy for him.
Don’t be stupid, my smart m
