Lucy's POV
My thoughts were interrupted by the backdoor opening. I turned to see Blake looking around, his gaze softening when he saw me.
Maybe I would feel a little better.
"Why are you awake so early?" He grumbled, walking over to where I sat with sweatpants hanging low on his hips, the band of his boxers barely visible.
I pulled my knees into my chest, giving him room to sit next to me on the bed swing.
Blake laid down on his back and put his legs next to my body.
He pushed a pillow under his head and looked at me with drowsy eyes.
"Good morning to you, too," I said.
"Back to you, though," she said, pushing her glasses up on top of her head. "I'll need you to come into my office tomorrow to get an X-ray so I can confirm my suspicions and figure out exactly which metacarpal is f
