Chapter Fourteen

I lay on the bed, unable to sleep. How could I sleep when Thane was beside me? I couldn't make myself so vulnerable. Even if I knew if he did try to do anything crazy, I didn't have the power to stop him.

I turned over to stare at him. No, he didn't look peaceful in sleep; he looked just as dangerous as he would if awake. He seemed tense, and I knew a little movement would be all that was needed to wake him, but...

Was he really sleeping?

I stretched, reaching out for him. I waved my hand over his eyes, just to make sure he was actually sleeping. He didn't blink, but I couldn't help the nerves I felt. I quickly withdrew my hands.

"You should be sleeping," a voice said, and it startled the hell out of me. I had been about to roll off the bed. It was Thane—of course he hadn't been asleep.

"What was that for?"

"I'm not the one behaving all creepy," he responded, a smirk forming on his lips. "You should go to sleep."

"I can't"

"Why?"

"Isn't it obvious? I can't sleep with you beside me."

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