“Technically, no, but those two have been in love for years.” He smiles glumly.
“I always thought they would have been together. I think they’re a perfect match.”
“Yeah, sometimes timing just gets in the way.” He says, the smile dropping from his lips.
I have a feeling it isn’t Maya and Tommy that he is on about.
By the time we finally make it back to Tommy's place, it’s almost noon. I haven’t slept in well over thirty hours. The adrenaline from earlier has well and truly left my body; it’s a struggle to stay standing upright. After everything that’s occurred through the night, Max and I decided it would be best to crash here for the night… well, day. We want to be close to the hospital in case there are any more updates, but also, we didn’t want to leave Tommy. He is a train wreck waiting to happen.
Flopping down onto the couch, I stare up at the ceiling. My brain is a jumbled mess of mashed potatoes right now. I can’t function enough to make sense of it all. All we know right now is that Maya is in a coma and Harry is in an even worse state. Both will be lucky to make it through to the other side of this at all.
I can’t wrap my head around everything that’s happened in such a short amount of time. How did last night go from me moping around my parents’ house to having sex with my forbidden love and then ending up at the hospital? It’s all just a bit too much.
I don’t even know where to sleep. Do I stay on the couch or take the spare room? One thing I am certain of is that if I don’t sleep anytime soon, I might just pass out.
A hand on my shoulder jolts me out of my seat. Spinning round quickly, my eyes land on an equally tired-looking Max.
“Fucking hell, my stomach just nearly fell out of my arsehole, you scared me that much.” I whisper-shout, clutching a hand to my chest as I try to calm my racing heart.
I didn’t hear him come up behind me at all. I take deep breaths in an attempt to relax. If I was tired before, I am definitely awake now.
“Sorry. I called your name, but you didn’t answer. Are you coming?” He asks, taking a step away from me.
“Coming where?” I ask in shock. “Please don’t tell me we have to leave? I am way too tired to go anywhere right now.”
“To bed. I’ve set the room up for us, and there isn’t a chance in hell I’m sleeping without you.” He says it so matter-of-factly, like it would be the most normal thing in the world.
But is it?You did have sex with him less than a day ago.
The thought of curling up in his arms does sound like my idea of heaven right now.
Fuck it.
Too much shit has happened for me to give a damn about being caught with him right now. I stand and walk closer to him. A small smile tips the side of his lips as he raises a hand towards me.
“Come on, Sugarplum.”
