Ember POV
I slowly open my eyes, but the room spins. It feels like someone is working a jackhammer in my head. I groan and flop back, pulling the covers up and over my head, shutting the light out.
“I made you some coffee.”
My eyes shoot open and I sit up. The cover drops down and gathers around my waist. I’m in just my bra. I pull the cover back up fast, covering my body.
“Logan. What are you doing here?”
He is still in his clothes from last night. They look crinkled, and his eyes have dark circles underneath them.
“You threw up everywhere, and I was worried you would be sick in the night, so I stayed to keep an eye on you. I kept the door open so your dad could listen and make sure I was behaving. I knew you wouldn’t want me in here, but I had to be sure you were ok.”
“You watch
