Jun 28, 2018
❝ You’ve been unconscious for hours.❞
Bennett blinked at the ceiling for a few more moments before groggily pushing himself up into a sitting position on the creaky motel mattress. “Probably the most rest I’ve gotten in a month--” he twisted his upper body to snag a bottle of aspirin off the nightstand. The combination of bad memories, good memories, desire to see his family, desire to avoid his family, a little bit of regret, and a sprinkle of longing for his apartment in Los Angeles had made sleeping in his hometown nearly impossible. “I’m fine.” He tugged on a strand of her hair with a crooked smile. He hoped the pain reliever would kick in soon and dilute his pounding headache.
