“What I am attempting, is to make a reasonable request. You don’t expect me to wear your t-shirt and boxers indefinitely, do you?” Abigail asked with irritation.
Lorenzo gave her an indifferent shrug. “It doesn’t bother me.”
“Well, it bothers me.” She was about to add more when she noticed that the man did not exactly appear to be in good shape. He had a sheen of sweat on his forehead and he had just laid his head back against the headboard and closed his eyes.
Suddenly concerned, she stepped closer to the bed. “Isn’t Gabriel supposed to come and check in on you?”
“I just called him and told him I am fine. He has left the house to attend to other matters.”
“Well, that was definitely stupid on your part.”
Lorenzo opened his eyes and glared at her. “Excuse me?”
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