“Edwin? Edwin? Wake up. Please. Edwin.”
“What?” Edwin’s eyes fluttered open to meet Claire’s concerned brown ones. “What? Was I asleep?”
“Yeah. I knocked on the door, but you didn’t respond. I wouldn’t have come in, but I was worried…”
“It’s fine. I guess…I guess I was more tired than I thought,” Edwin muttered.
“Are you sure that you’re okay?” She pressed the back of her hand to his brow. “You’re burning up. And I’ve never seen anybody…sleep like that.”
“I’m fine,” Edwin insisted, gently pushing away from her. He stood, hoping his legs wouldn’t betray him. “Are there any customers?”
“No. It’s been a slow morning.”
“It’s been a…What time is it?”
“Just after ten.”
Edwin’s eyes widened. “I’ve been asleep in here for the past three hours?”
“I guess so.”
“I’m sorry. God. I don’t kno
