After Amelia emotionally attacked both of us for nearly thirty minutes straight, Adrian finally stood from the couch with the expression of a man reaching his limit professionally.
“You’re exhausting,” he informed his sister calmly.
Amelia looked delighted.
“You’re in love. I deserve excitement.”
“You deserve silence.”
I laughed weakly into the blanket while Adrian looked down at me again.
“You need another shower before sleeping.”
I narrowed my eyes immediately.
“You’re trying to escape this conversation.”
“Yes.”
“At least he’s honest,” Amelia muttered proudly
.
Adrian ignored her before gently touching my forehead again.
Honestly at this point I was convinced he checked my temperature recreationally.
“You still feel warm.”
“I’m surviving.”
“Mhm.”
“There you go with the ‘
