Abbey’s POV
I avoided Lincoln for the rest of the day, instead I hid in my room like a coward, agonising over what exactly he meant when he said that there would never be a time there would be an issue with me taking advantage. Did that mean that he would never allow me to do so? Or was it that he wouldn’t mind if I did?
My mind was in a tailspin, trying to figure out if there was subtext under his words or if I’m just reading to much into what he said, and that then lead to me questioning how I felt about that, and which way I wished it was.
I did manage to pull myself together long enough to ring the hospital and thankfully they bought the story I concocted about having the flu and being unable to get up for the last few days. I am now off the rota until next week which gives me a few
