(Cole)
Lena had her hands braced against my chest, moving slowly, in no hurry for the night to end. My hands rested on her hips and her eyes were closed.
Then she stopped.
Her whole body went still and her eyes opened wide.
"Lena."
She pushed off me hard, fast enough that I barely had time to react, and was off the bed and moving for the bathroom before I'd fully processed what had happened. I heard the door shut behind her a second later.
I sat up.
For a moment I just listened, trying to figure out what I was dealing with. Then I got up, pulled on something, and went to the door.
"Lena."
No answer at first. Then a small, strained sound from the other side.
"I'm coming in," I said, and opened the door.
She was kneeling at the toilet, one hand braced against the rim, her hair fal
