Chapter 46

“Good times.” He made a stumbling effort to his room. It took longer than expected, longer than his ego approved of, to change into a pair of wonderfully clean and dry sweats. He was already lying down when she knocked on his door. “Yeah.” He answered.

“Here you go. It’s chamomile, so it should help relax you.”

David opened his eyes and found she’d changed, as well, and was wearing an over-sized T-shirt and what to him looked like skimpy boxer shorts. She sat on the edge of the bed, held out two pills and handed him the mug.

“Awesome. Thanks.” He took the pills but nearly choked on the tea. “Gah! Tastes like Calliope’s herb garden.” David set the mug on the narrow shelf by his bed.

Bonnie grinned, then poked a finger gently against his forehead and pushed his head back. “Go to sleep.” She stood up to go, but he caught her wrist.

“Don’t go.”

“But you need—” She began.

He looked at her, and even though he knew it was a mistake, he couldn’t rel