Chapter 17: Fudge and Stabbing PainThe sweat cooled on Chris’s back as his heartbeat went back to normal. Wincing, he rolled off Gabe. His forehead stung, and there was a slight cottony feel inside his head.
“You all right?” He glanced over at Gabe, all flushed and lovely but not nearly as relaxed as mere seconds ago.
“Yeah. Are you?”
“Sure. A little dizzy, but I guess that’s to be expected.” He smiled and snuggled up next to Gabe. Everything became quiet, and Chris would’ve fallen asleep if it hadn’t been for the way Gabe kept clenching his toes. “What’s wrong?”
He didn’t have the energy to move, but he gazed up at Gabe as best he could.
“Nothing. Everything’s fine.”
Chris ran through a million reasons why Gabe would be so tense, but none of them made much sense. “Do you want to go
