Ruby POV
The trip home from the rehab center was okay; we talked occasionally, nothing too heavy, both of us deep in thought, thinking about what we learned, and the men said not a word.
Once at home, Demetri held onto me tightly, breathing my scent, as if it was calming him down. It made me feel special, all warm and fuzzy inside, knowing he missed me so much.
That doesn't mean I like all these security measures, and as long as it doesn't go overboard, I think I can accept them.
They worked for a while, and we discussed today's events. I needed the bathroom and excused myself. They didn't need me; I had shared all I could, and all this talk only confused me to some extent. They use terms I haven't been exposed to; please give me time to learn, but not today. I am tired from the trip a
