*Ada*
“Are you alright?” I ask Calvin as I lay across his chest.
“Yeah,” he says softly. His fingers run through my hair. “I’ve missed this,” he whispers as his hand runs down the bare skin of my back.
“Me, too,” I agree. Sharing a room with Katya for so long definitely put a damper on our s*x life.
It’s strange to fall into bed and get lost in one another while everything horrible carries on around us, but I needed to be close to him. I think Calvin needed it, too.
“What color do you want to paint our room now?” I ask, trying to distract him from what I’m sure are terrible thoughts.
“Why would we paint it?” he asks.
I smile, turning so I can see his face. “It will be our room, not just mine.”
“I like it, Ada,” he says, brushing his fingers across my cheek. “It makes me t
