I could feel my face heating up as I did my best to avoid his eyes as I sat up. My heart was beating so fast and loud that I was sure he could hear it. Without even looking, I could swear that he was looking directly at me, and he knew why I was reacting like this... that he knew what sort of dreams he had inspired by the books he was reading.
"Hmm... you read while I was unconscious... I don't remember any of it..."
My voice was a couple octaves higher, and I was slurring my words a bit. From the corner of my eye I could see a knowing smirk on his face.
"Reaclly? Are you sure? I was sure that the trauma has not put out too deep to hear... especially because more than once I was sure that you were awake."
I did my best to put an innocent look on my face as he said that. Part of me knew
