Chapter 137. Remember

“Maybe we can stay here like this until she wakes up, and I can stop thinking or feeling and just take a minute.” Colton’s voice is as soft as mine, hushed, and his breath tickles my forehead as he utters the words. Igniting goosebumps and all sorts of crazy feelings and thoughts at his suggestion. To sit here with him like this for two days and ignore everything, pretend for a little while that this is all we need to care about. Cuddling up doesn’t sound wholly awful. It sounds like stealing a few last moments before reality sets in, and I can’t say I’m against it. Pretending for a little while that we’re okay and there’s nothing wrong with his touch.

Colton takes my silence as an agreement and reaches out and flips over the page of the book as though he intends to start reading to her again. It pushes me to curl up against him all the more, settling in to listen and mentally chastising myself to pretend this is a frozen moment. Where nothing matters except listening to him r