I wanted to ask, but the look on his face stopped me. He was already pulling himself together, his jaw set and his expression hardening into the familiar one he wore whenever he didn’t want me getting too close to whatever was going on in his head.“Okay,” I said. “I’ll leave it alone.”He glanced at me, perhaps expecting another question, but I stood and headed for the kitchen instead. I knew him well enough to understand that pushing him when he’d already shut down would only make him more stubborn. Besides, whatever that nightmare was, he was awake now, and that was what mattered.“Are you making dinner?” he called after me.I looked over my shoulder. “No, Cass. I came home, found you fighting the couch, and decided we should both starve.”His mouth twitched. “Smartass.”I smiled and opened the fridge. “I was starting to worry the nightmare had stolen your personality too.”“Keep talking, babe. See what happens.”I laughed and started taking out what I needed. I didn’t want
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