“Good morning.”
My eyes shot open and I sat up in bed, puling the blanket around myself to cover my body.
It was Caius, of course, standing in the doorway with a warm smile on his face as if he had every right to be there and I should be pleased to see him.
His voice was a melodic, cheerful call for me to start my morning with a smile on my face; it had the opposite effect.
“I do not appreciate you barging in on me like this while I am still sleeping.”
His smile did not falter., and I suspected he had spent his evening with Lydia because she reminded me of Xena and that meant she had probably attempted to win back Caius with her body rather than her intellect.
Perhaps that was why he had sent me away.
Except he hadn’t sent me away - I had stormed off like a child, and he had followe
