It wasn’t. I could tell. But every time I questioned him about what was bothering him, he changed the subject, and it was really starting to piss me off. I let my fork fall on my plate with a clatter that caught his attention. “I thought we weren’t going to do this.” “Do what?” he asked, tossing his tablet aside before reaching for my hand. “Lie to each other.” My eyes narrowed, watching him carefully for any sign I’d hit the mark. He swallowed, withdrawing his hand before reaching for his coffee mug. “What are you talking about?” “You’ve been acting weird ever since I woke up. I tried to lure you back to bed, and you were having none of it.” To say that had been a shot to the ego would have been an understatement. “Are you having second thoughts about us?” “What?” He looked stunned. “Where the hell did that come from? Of course not!” He pushed his chair back, scraping the kitchen’s tile floor. Wandering to the window that afforded a breathtaking view of the city, he said, “I just have a lot on my mind.
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