I stare too long at Kent in surprise and he rolls his eyes at me before shifting to reach over me towards the light, his body brushing against mine.
“Hey!” I snap, smacking at him and making him flinch back.
“What?” he asks, glaring at me again.
“No touching!” I say, pushing him back to the other side of the bed that now feels much too small. “I can get the light!”
“Well, you weren’t getting it, Fay,” Kent points out, but I flap my hand at him dismissively and turn to flick off the light. The room instantly plunges into an inky blue darkness and when I turn back to Kent I can only see his shadowy outlines on my bed.
“Better?” I ask.
“Yes,” he sighs, starting to lay down.
“What are you doing?” I ask.
“Getting comfortable, Fay,” he replies, and then I see his head turn towards me as
