Do you feel better now?

I step out of the bathroom and see Gray sitting on the edge of the bed. My breath catches as I notice he's wearing only his pants, his bare chest exposed. I then glance at myself and realize how we both seem to have forgotten about the cold outside and the heavy rain pouring down. I'm only wearing his oversized black shirt that drapes on my small frame.

"Come here," Gray says, extending his hand slightly, which startles me. I continue walking and accept his hand, allowing him to guide me to sit beside him.

"Are you warm enough?" Gray asks, and I find myself momentarily speechless. The rapid thumping of my heart heats up my entire body.

"If you're still cold, I can adjust the room temperature," he offers, making me shake my head. If he did that, I'd probably feel like I'm on fire.

"No need," I reply, causing Gray to fall silent again.

"Was it really that difficult for you during this past week? You look thinner," I ask, and Gray once more just looks into my eyes.

"Yes, it was very toug