Avery
Erik thinks I slept while he took his frustrations out in the gym. Who has a gym next to their bedroom, anyway? People with an eight pack, that’s who. For reasons people like me with cellulite couldn’t fathom. The point is, I felt his rage even as I pretended to sleep. I learned long ago how to perfect fake sleeping for the same reasons possums played dead. I’d been tired enough, but my brain had been unwilling to shut off.
Erik’s anger flowed towards Kai. He had never directed it at me. Why did I cower from him? The truth occurred to me as I lay awake in the aftermath of another disastrous attempt to be intimate with Erik.
I was waiting for the other shoe to drop. I didn’t trust him completely.
Thoughts chased each other around my mind the way dogs pursue their tails. Erik felt
