Falling in Love with the Man of My Nightmares (That's [Para]Normal #4)

by Camilla Evergreen

“Would you like me to respond at all?” “Maybe just enough that I know you’re listening and aren’t annoyed?” “If ever I were annoyed with you, dearest, it would not come between me and how much I care about you. I would not make you guess at the origin of my irritation, either. We would discuss it, because your peace is important to me.” My heart responds to that, and I wouldn’t be surprised if Pollux could hear it. It makes sense how he knows when I’m not being genuine if he can hear and smell the things I can’t exactly control. All the same, being intentionally vulnerable is harder than being poorly plastic. “I appreciate that,” I offer before I stare out the windshield, at the distance unrolled before us. It’s similar to being in one of my dreams. Empty and vast. Almost safe enough and large enough to contain me without making me feel trapped.