I got up, ready to retreat to the bedroom, when the sudden screech of his chair made me pause. I turned around sharply. “What are you doing?” I asked, watching him push to his feet.
“Following you,” he replied with a smile that barely touched his eyes.
I exhaled a weary sigh. “I’m going to sleep.”
Truth be told, I didn't rest well the night before because of our lovemaking. My eyes felt heavy, the world a little hazy around the edges. He tilted his head thoughtfully, clicking his tongue. “So that’s why you got up.” He eased himself down again, studying me.
“Are you sure you’re not on drugs?” I shot back, exhaustion making me blunt.
His gaze lingered on me for a moment before he burst into laughter. “Why would I be? I thought you were mad at me.”
I rolled my eyes and resumed my path t
