“Uh, yeah.Probably from sleeping.”Please think I have a fever and leave.
Baz sucked his lower lip between his teeth—bad idea.It was still sensitive from Sami’s touch, sending tingles down his body and filling his head with sweet memories he could not afford to think about while dressed only in a robe.“Sorry, why are you here?”
“I figured you weren’t aware enough of your own mortality to have any meds around, so I picked some stuff up for you.”
She was being kind while he was lying to her?
The back of his throat ached with the thickening ball of guilt he failed to swallow.
“Thank you.You seriously didn’t have to.”He didn’t deserve it.
Aya just nodded.Not leaving.Why wasn’t she leaving?
Baz’s leg buzzed with the urge to bounce on the spot.He twirled his wrists, forced his fingers into fists lest they fidgeted.“I should probably get more rest.”
“What’s going on with you?”
“Nothing!”
“You’re acting weird.”
“I’m not.I just want—”
Bang.Something hard hit the wooden floors behind the bedroom door.
Baz’s heart broke into a sprint.He cramped up to stop himself from reacting, fighting a losing battle to keep his face neutral.What part ofdon’t movehad been so difficult to understand?!
The hope that Aya had somehow missed it got crushed by her razor-sharp focus on that damn door.
“Is someone in there?”
Thenogot stuck in his throat, blocked the way for an excuse, for a plea to leave.Aya stomped past him.
“Aya, don’t—”
She pushed the door open to Sami, still in bed, but leaning over the edge, reaching for his phone on the floor.He froze mid-movement, his bare upper body on full display.
Aya’s mouth went slack.
This wasn’t happening.
“Uh.Hi, Aya.”Sami waved awkwardly.
“You have got to be kidding me.”Her voice was darker than Baz had ever heard it.
“I can explain!”The words slipped out before his brain had supplied a reasonable excuse for why the hell Sami Adam was naked in his bed.A million words raced through his mind.None of them wanted to form a sentence.
“Are you here to join, or…?”Sami grinned.Whatever sweet, vulnerable version of him Baz had been holding earlier had vanished without a trace.
“You.Quiet,” Aya demanded.
Sami pressed his lips into a thin line.So he listened to her, but not to Baz?
“And you.”Aya’s glare pierced through him.Baz stood as straight as an arrow.“You better have a good explanation for this.”
He did!
He should.
