“You don’t have to stay.” “So you’ve said.” He opened his book, crossing an ankle over his knee. “Why?” “Why, what?” “I’m no longer unconscious. I’ll be fine. Why are you staying?” Edwin leaned forward, his attention wholly fixed on her. The intensity in his eyes, the seriousness on his face made her heartbeat spike. “Because I think about you more than I should.” “Oh.” “Oh,” he mimicked. “So here we are.”
