He stiffened, and her heart sank. "Trust me, I know." His voice was hard as he dropped her hands and turned away, swinging his legs over the side of the bed, back tight. She hated it. Knew that this, the mistrust, the lingering insecurities and questions and hurts would't just disappear, no matter how hard either of them might wish that they would. It was unavoidable, but she despised it.