"That's Tia," I tell him. "She's not super friendly with new people." I look him over and he looks a mess. His hair is wild. And he's got on a T-shirt and joggers similar to the ones I'm wearing. It looks like he threw them on in a few seconds and didn't bother to think about what he was doing.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine. I just needed to get to work," I say, placing my hands on his chest and smiling up at him. He must have followed me home.
Loka lets out a deep breath before running his hand through his hair. He looks down at me and cups my face with both hands. "You don't leave the bed without waking me up, sunshine." His hands are soft, but I can hear an edge in his words. He looks a little unhinged. "Did I hurt you last night?" His eyes soften at the question, and I see regret i
