Scintilla of Doubt
At night, their insecurities made them unsure.
In the dark, he wondered if she thought of Black or Cullen when he made love to her. If she wished his body was leaner or that his hands were smoother or if his eyes were green. He wondered if she knew he wanted to cry when she murmured 'Sam' as she came.
In the day it was different. He was cool and dangerous and in control. She called him 'baby' and gave him her head tilt. She was his girl, and he knew it.
In the dark…when he took her hard and fast, did it remind her of Black? When he was soft and gentle, did he bore her like Cullen? When he held her close, he didn't know if he was allowed to love her this much.
And still he wondered.