“What…” I sounded like I hadn’t spoken in days by the rasp in my voice. Clearing my throat, I tried again. “What are you doing, Theo? I’m fine.” His chuckle rumbled against my back as his breath tickled my hair. “I have ears, Bryant. I can hear you crying.” “I am not crying,” I lied. My cheeks blasted with heat from embarrassment. “You’ve gotta be the most stubborn person I have ever met.”
