In the silence that followed, Michelle wondered if she’d gone too far.
The silence between them stretched long enough for the other’s laughter to fade and take up another conversation.
Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! She couldn’t seem to help screwing up around Ricardo. They needed to be on a much louder plane and not have telepathy. Then they couldn’t talk and she could maybe keep her foot our of her mouth for ten seconds in a row.
She had to be so careful around Ricardo and she kept screwing up. He’d been in a medically-induced coma for three weeks as part of saving his life, and he almost hadn’t come out of it.
Forbidden to go to him, she’d spent her time in Isobel’s apartment. Except when Isobel forged through her brother’s prohibition against visitors, the two of them had simply huddle
