Page 97 of Trading Me

One eyebrow went up and something about it had my mouth going dry. “Then you’ll agree I need to step up and take better care of you.”

I.

He.

“I...I can make better decisions. I’ll show you.” Because even though it was only nine, I was ready to fall asleep where I was standing. I was going to learn this lesson eventually. Honest. “I’m going to get a shower and start moving that direction now.”

Nothing.

He just kept up that nearly inhuman-looking stare.

Um.

“In the morning we can have a logical discussion about how I can get more sleep.”

Would that help?

What had he been saying?

“You said you would show me the last three times we’ve had this...discussion.” Somehow I was pretty sure he thought I remembered those.

Three?

I had vague memories of two of them.

“Before that it was the promise of taking the rules seriously.” The way he crossed his arms across his chest said he didn’t like my confusion. “It’s time for consequences, not empty promises.”

How could I ask what that meant without it coming out as a moan?

I’d watched way too much weird porn lately.

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