Discarding the phone on the floor, he pulls himself into a seated position next to her on the couch. She could feel his eyes on her as the silence stretched on until she couldn’t take it anymore, finally giving in and looking at him. She could see his eyes scanning her face, planning what his next move was. He was handling her like she was a skittish rabbit that might disappear if he startled her. Which was, in fact, entirely possible. 