“You scared me.” I shake my head, nose rubbing against his hoodie and his throat. “I thought you… I was worried about you all night, dummy.” I pull away and shove his chest lightly. “I know.” He scratches the back of his neck, face still a little pale as he chews on his bottom lip. “Can I come in? I mean, unless you’re busy. Which…” He smacks a hand to his forehead. “I can’t believe I didn’t think about that. I know you’ve been really busy and I’m sorry I take up so much of your time, but I am doing better.”
