It was the first time since I started taking it that I missed the hydrocodone, and wondered if that was the reason I couldn’t get to sleep.That had to be the reason. There could be no other reason. I didn’t get much of a chance for any shuteye, however. By eight o’clock, Eli entered the room, humming his new song to himself, as he placed a tray of breakfast on the bed. “Rise and shine, sleepyhead,” he said with a deceptively sunny smile.I regarded him cautiously as I sat up. “Where were you?”He sat on the bed beside me. “Why? Were you worried?”I glared at him. “Or maybe I was just worried you torpedoed all the progress we made, especially after you made it such a point to reprimand me for risking something like that.”He chuckled. “Tell yourself whatever you need to, darlin’. It’s your conscience. Not mine.”I crossed my arms in front of me, stubbornly refusing his … well, what I could only suppose was his peace offering.I was wrong.He pulled out the contract that I had signed when I agreed to this farce in the first place.
