Gentle, cold hands wake me up, I shiver at his cold touch. “Dinner, babe, you should eat.” I roll over, completely exhausted before snuggling back under the covers. Tobias places his hand on my head before turning it over and feeling it with the back of his hand.
“Does she feel like she is burning up to you?” Theo touches my back and I flinch from the coldness before he too places his hand on my forehead. “I’m not sure her skin always feels hot to me,” he says.
“I’m fine I just need sleep,” I grumble, rolling onto my stomach, trying to dive back into my slumber.
Stupid men, always trying to force feed me and keep me awake. Tobias flicks the light on, the light shining through the backs of my eyelids. I squeeze my eyes tighter before pulling my pillow over my head. “Yep, she is fine, j
