Page 96 of Perfect Enough

I nodded. “That doesn’t surprise me.” Picking up the drink, I smelled it. “What is this again?”

“Hangover cure. It’s actually called The Corpse Reviver, and I was honestly surprised you had everything for it, even the absinthe.”

My head whipped up to look at her, making me dizzy again. “Why in the hell would you put that in a hangover drink?”

“You just coat the glass with it. It has dry gin, Lillet Blanc, orange liqueur, and fresh lemon juice.”

When I looked at her skeptically, she giggled lightly. “Trust me. Eat first to get something in your stomach, then drink it.”

There was a strange energy between us, and I didn’t like it, but I knew it was from last night. Should I bring it up or simply ignore it?

Sophia bent down and picked up some clothes from the floor. I must have just stripped out of them and crashed last night.

“Have you eaten yet?”

She walked into the bathroom and put the clothes in the hamper, or so I assumed. When she returned to the room, she smiled.

“I have. Nate stopped by earlier, and we had some eggs and bacon.”

Frowning, I asked, “You ate breakfast with Nate?”

Sophia nodded. “I forgot your water; let me go grab it.”

“Wait—while I was sleeping, you had a cozy breakfast with my cousin?”

Looking confused, Sophia replied, “It was just breakfast, Josh. He stopped by to see you, and I said you were still sleeping. I was about to make breakfast for myself anyway, so I asked if he wanted to join me. I wasn’t sure when you’d be waking up.”

I was surprised to feel an insane amount of jealousy racing through my body. “Well, I’m glad you had company for breakfast then.”

Her brow furrowed. “Are you upset?”

“No, Sophia. I enjoy hearing my girlfriend would rather have breakfast with my cousin than me.”

“You were sleeping, Josh,” she said gently.

“Don’t treat me like a child.”

She drew in a deep breath and slowly let it out. “I was going to run to the grocery store, get some things to make lunch and dinner. Is there anything you want me to pick up or that you’re in the mood for?”

“When are you heading home?”

My question seemed to take her by surprise. “I was going to stay here with you.”

I took a bite of the eggs. “I don’t need a babysitter.”

“Believe it or not, I simply wanted to be with you, Josh. I know what you’re going through.”

“I’m not in the mood for company.”

I could feel her eyes on me, but I couldn’t bring myself to look at her. I didn’t want to be mean, but all I wanted to do was be alone.

“Then you can ignore me, because I’m not leaving.”

My eyes lifted then, and I found her standing at the foot of my bed with her arms folded across her chest. “You don’t have classes you need to teach?”

She shook her head.

“I thought you were meeting with Haven again.”