I lay down but couldn't sleep.
Now, not just the man next to felt filthy, the bed under me did as well. No matter how I shifted, I felt uncomfortable lying here next to him, in this tainted room.
I needed to leave this room.
I got up and spent the night curled on the living room sofa. By morning, I had regained enough strength to make my own breakfast.
Liam came downstairs to find me eating a toasted bagel breakfast sandwich. I watched him closely as he noted that I had only made one portion. He frowned, but said nothing.
"Rest up these next two days. This weekend, just us—I'll take you to the island." He leaned in and pressed a kiss on my temple affectionately.
I hummed noncommittally as I scrolled through my phone.
Two days later, when the weekend came, as expected, Liam was no
