Chapter Ninety Three: Opinions and Degree of Affections

Celine I awoke to the feel of Trevor's arm around my waist. The bed covers were sprawled around us. I must have kicked them aside during my sleep, and he must have held me down the way he did now to keep me from disturbing his sleep. How thoughtful of him. I looked at him to see that he was still fast asleep. Or was he faking it? I reached for his face, trailing the air over the contour of his face with his my finger. His eyelashes moved, but he didn't open his eyes. "He is asleep." I shifted the weight of his arm slowly off my body and got out of the bed. I pulled on my nightdress and walked to the bathroom to clean up. I brushed my teeth and rinsed off the foam in my mouth, spitting it out. Then, I washed my face, lowering my head over the faucet. I startled when I looked into the mirror to see Trevor at the door, leaning against the beam with his arms crossed over his chest. "Jeez! You gave me a fright." I turned to face him. "Were you planning on sneaking out?" "No