We’ll Get Everything Back

Alaric looked at Vespera with an innocent expression and said, “It’s not what you think. I’m not a creep.”

“Not a creep?” Vespera glared at him. “Then what were you doing in my room?”

Alaric almost groaned. “If I told you I was here to give you a massage, would you believe me?”

“Total creep!” she shouted. “Sneaking into my bed while I was asleep!”

Alaric shot back, “I did not! When I woke up, you were the one curled up on me!”

Vespera paused, recalling the moment she woke up. Okay, maybe she had been cozying up to him. Wait a second—was he implying she was the one acting out of line?

Seeing her hesitation, Alaric grinned smugly. “See? You were just as comfortable with it!”

“Get out!” Vespera yelled.

Alaric left the room, trying not to smile too much. Sure, nothing happened, but just getting to hold her felt amazing. Although… his shoulder was sore from her leaning on him all night, so he headed back to his room to grab a few more hours of sleep.

Vespera, alone in her room, listened as