Chapter Sixteen
“I’m gonna need you to ditch the clothes.” My shoulder rests on the wall opposite the window I was staring out last night when Mia came to me. Only now I don’t see the snow inches up on the window, or the weighted branches of trees, limbs about to snap from the piles of snow. I only see Mia, holding her cup of tea, her sweater wrapped tightly around her for warmth.
She glances over her shoulder, a smile that was never reserved for me until recently, graces her lips. “I wondered when you’d wake.”
I walk toward her, wrapping my arms around her waist and burying my face in her neck. “Someone couldn’t get enough of me last night.” She elbows me in the gut, not hard enough to do any damage. “It’s okay, I know I’m edible.”
Her tea sprays all over the glass and she covers her
