Rubbing.
I opened my eyes to the feeling of his hand rubbing up and down my thigh.
*I wondered when you’d wake up.*
Frowning, I remembered last night. Cronan.
*Theo told your mom you were feeling ill yesterday. She’s going to try to get you to stay home and rest today. I think that’s a good idea.*
Ha. Would he let me rest?
*Sure. After.*
After. I rolled my eyes as a knock sounded at the door. Cronan moved with inhuman speed, slipping beneath my bed as I rolled, watching the door open. “Vi?” my mother called, taking a step into my room. “How are you feeling?”
“Not too great,” I admitted.
“I think maybe you should take a day to yourself. Relax a little,” she said softly, taking a seat on my bed. I tried to keep a neutral expression eve
