Mate on thin ice
CURSED MEMORIES
~DARIN POV~
I did not mean to sleep.
I meant to sit on the couch for ten minutes and let the quiet settle before I did something productive, like eat, or check my emails, or call Mike back about the four missed calls he had left since noon.
I meant to be awake and functional and in control of at least one thing tonight.
Instead, sleep took me the way it always did when I was too tired to fight it off, fast and total, like a light switching out.
Bab Populer