I keep the bathrobe around him tightly, keeping him wrapped up in my arms as we curl up on the bed. I don't know what happened to him just now, if it was just something inside Eric that I hadn't seen yet or that it was because of the hormones, or this morning. One thing was for sure, as soon as the energy was out of him, he was done. He was barely able to stay on his feet as I cleaned him up and he has barely spoken since we got on the bed.
"Eric?" I run my fingers through his hair, trying to get a good look at his face. "Sweetheart?"
"Hmm?" He doesn't open his eyes, but he turns his face towards me. In the corner of his eyes I can see the start of a tear.
"What's wrong?" I wipe away the tear and Eric shakes his head. "Nothing." His voice is thick and I turn him to me more, making him
face me.
"What is it?"
