“It hurts like hell,” she admitted. To prove her point, when she smiled, it turned into a wince.
“We need to put some ice on it.”
His use of the word ‘we’ shocked her almost as much as the way he gently placed an arm behind her back and began guiding her toward the staircase.
“Oh, wait,” Ava said, turning back to grab her camera from where she’d left it.
Without a word, Marcus placed his hand on her back again and led her out of the lobby. They walked up all of the stairs in complete silence, and it eventually became too awkward that Ava had to break it when they reached the second floor.
“I don’t know if I should be pissed off that Ben and Violet got away with it or grateful that the Medial didn’t get a Master involved,” she said, her nerves making the words blur together even m
