Theo’s hand paused its soothing exploration of my back, and his breath hitched. “You would want me to do that?” he asked, his eyes filled with vulnerability. “You would trust me? After what I told you yesterday?” I looked at Theo with confusion. “Why wouldn’t I trust you? What happened when you were younger wasn’t your fault. I know you won’t use your bark to actually force me into anything I don’t want to do.”
