I glanced at Nico, wondering if he knew what a mess I would’ve been had he not been here. My skin flushed as his dark gaze shifted over me one last time before striding toward the door. Sophie laughed before he walked out the door. “Nico, you really think you can pretend to be casual? As if, you didn’t spend the last twenty hours hovering over her like a fucking gargoyle.” Nico replied, but my brain was caught on the twenty hours I’d been out. “Has it really been twenty hours?”
