“You’re still wearing shoes?” Ethan groaned. I didn’t even get to answer. Ethan started taking my boots off. Ethan tossed them over to Zeke, who caught them and set them on the floor. “We have a strict no-shoes-when-you're-sick rule,” Asher pointed out, stretching his arm across the back of the couch. “I-I see that,” I stuttered, still in a daze. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Tara walk slowly to the bottom of the stairs.
