Chapter 60

I sucked in a deep breath, trying to stop Griff’s words from echoing through my skull. He lay opposite me on the mattress, his amber eyes gazing into mine. From the giddy smile curving his lips, it looked like he had meant every word.

My lips parted, but all I could do was exhale. Maybe that trip to the cinema had been a turning point in our relationship that I had ruined out of a sense of wanting control, but this blowjob I’d given him just sent us down a path of intimacy that would lead to love.

If I didn’t slow things down between us, he would feel even more betrayed when he regained the memory of his death. I whispered, “Griff—”

“I already know your response,” he said. “It’s impossible for someone to feel love after getting their cock sucked, but I’ve admired you for over a year. And I know you feel the same.”

“That’s not it,” I said.

He flinched backward and stared at me as though struck.

The train sped through the tunnel under the sea, casting a range of colored light through th