Chapter 63 A Fool In Love?

• Yawning, I drew up from the bed, stretching. I rubbed my eyes and stretched once more as I reached towards his side of the bed and came up with nothing. I turned instantly, eyes wide. He was gone from the bed, and for one dreadful second, panic clawed up my throat. Again?
• Then I heard it, water running in the bathroom and the quiet clink of his toothbrush against the sink. Thank fuck.
• My shoulders dropped, and I blew out a breath I didn’t realise I was holding. God, I was pathetic.