Confessions in the Dark

Even in the pitch-black darkness of the massive bedroom, the silence following my desperate request was heavy and thick. I could sense Gideon's hesitation radiating across the space between us.

"Are you sure?" his voice was a low, rough rumble in the dark, cutting through the tense atmosphere.

"Yes," I swallowed hard, my throat completely dry. "Please."

I heard the expensive leather of the sofa