We got home close to half an hour later, and Gray had fallen asleep in the passenger seat. I turned to him as I got out of my belt, and I probably would have sat in that car, watching him sleep for as long as he needed if his sleep was even remotely peaceful.
It wasn't. His eyes were barely closed for more than a second at a time, his fingers shaking, his breaths coming out in fast, hard bursts, his chest heaving hard.
"Gray," I said, shaking him to help him get out of a sleep he seemed to be fighting himself.
He woke up with a start, his eyes wide, his lips parting slightly as he tried to breathe. He bit down on his lips, then buried his face in his hands, his breaths still all over the place. I leaned closer, running a hand down his back, my eyes scanning him.
"Are you okay?"
He no
