Nicholas was half-sitting on the bed, resting on a couple of pillows. For a moment, I thought his expression hardened looking at the pill in my hand. Then it was gone and he was smirking, a little too smug for my comfort.
He was holding his cellphone to his ear. "I'm fine. Don't worry."
I turned my head, cursing the heavens for this turn of events again. Then I opened the water bottle, popped the Ibuprofen into my mouth and followed it with a swig of water as I listened in to their phone conversation. It was not my fault; it was so quiet in the clinic I could practically hear everything.
"You've been resting for an entire class," I heard Autumn say. "Are you better now?"
"Of course,” Nicholas answered in his deep voice. “But it was so lonely by myself."
"Do you want me and Roan to com
