Erin immediately broke free from his embrace. "You could have said something when you woke up! I stayed still for ages!" "I'm going to work. Stay home and rest if you're not feeling well, or go to the hospital if it's really bad."
Brett lazily rolled over, stretching his arms. "I thought you were still asleep. You spent half the night massaging my back, so I wanted you to sleep in." "You used my arm as a pillow all night; I can barely feel my hand now. You better take responsibility for this."
Erin rolled her eyes but didn't reply. She gathered her things and hurried out.
Arriving at the hospital, she went to her desk and spotted a pastry box with the logo of a famous Rio City bakery.
Confused, she asked around, but no one knew who sent it. The delivery slip had her name and phone numb
