Chapter 6
I rolled over, stuffing my face into the mattress. “Hon, get your stupid uncle a glass of water, please?”
“You’re not stupid,” Fay said, running off. “I fixed you breakfast!”
“Breakfast?” I squinted, trying to read the time on the digital clock on the nightstand. “That’s so sweet, Fay. I’ll be right there.” I sat up, groaning at every movement. I was still in my tuxedo pants. I wasn’t hungover, just very tired.
“Here.” She gave me the glass and drew open the curtains. “Come to the kitchen,” she said, running out again.
Davinder is in love with me.
I slipped on a T-shirt, my mind clearing by the second. Yes, and Vassilios had left. I found my phone and checked for messages. There were none. I texted Vassilios the words call me and went to find Fay.
She’d prepared a huge bow
