Marie Sexton - Between Sinners And Saints - Plot & Excerpts
Although Jaime’s dreams were jumpy and frantic and confusing, at least there was nobody trying to hurt him. Somehow, he felt…not safe. That wasn’t quite it. He barely even knew what the word meant. But he was a little less scared. For once. He woke at two in the morning and did manage to make it into the bathroom before being violently ill. The next two-and-a-half hours were spent sitting on the bathroom floor with his head on the toilet seat, swearing to God and the universe and whoever else might be listening that he would never drink again. Finally, with an empty stomach and a head pounding with every heartbeat, he went back to bed. He saw the water, Alka-Seltzer, and ibuprofen Levi had brought to him. He’d completely forgotten about them. He took them all, then settled back into bed. Levi’s bed. It was a queen-size bed, the same size he had at home, but it was taller. And somehow, deeper. It must have had one of those pillow-tops because Jaime felt like he could sink into it forever.
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