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Peace

Reagan--­October 1, 2010

CRACKING MY EYES open, I frohen I sahat tiet Parker up and ready for school Which meant twenty-­nine minutes before the warm body wrapped around mine would leave At least it was the first Friday of the etherbut I hated watching hiainst his bare chest and placed soft kisses there as I let htly trail up his back Goose bu up to his throat and jaw

His chest ru," I said softly, and waited for what I kneould coh his nose, and a shtened his arms around me

"Tell me why?"

His eyes barely opened, and he didn’t speak, but the question was clear on his face

"You’re sleeping here about three times a week, and each ti ake up You’re always in ahy is that?"

Dark eyes now fully ononit intently "Keegan said so each other"

"And as that?" he asked, his tone dark--­and I knew then, whatever this was had to do hatever was haunting him

"He asked if you slept But at the tiether, so he dropped the subject" Risking a glance at him, I asked softly, "Do you not sleep?"

Coen studieda harsh breath "Not if I’m not with you I hts I don’t sleep at all, others I get an hour and a half to two hoursand that’s if I’m not able to wake myself up after thirtyonto his back, he stared blankly at the ceiling and rested his hands on his chest "I have flashbacks if I sleep"

"Froo?"