"Hmm... You really should keep her company."
Julius Goodman nodded in agreement, but before Ava Kent could relax, she heard him continue, "But I always thought Ava's bed was only for me to sleep in. Turns out, I was mistaken..."
"..."
Damn!
Is there any need to be so sour?
Ava tried to hold back her laughter, but Julius's sulking made him somewhat endearing. She suppressed her giggles and said, "Well... after she's gone, I'll make it up to you, okay?"
"Oh?" Julius raised his eyebrows, showing interest, "How are you going to make it up to me?"
Ava's cheeks flushed. She was used to taking the lead, but now she felt like she was being led by the nose.
She bit her lip, about to say something when Mia Burton suddenly entered the living room with wet hair, looking grim.
"Mia?" Ava quickly stood up, "You're still sick, why didn't you dry your hair? Did you not find a towel?"
Even though it's summer, she's still a patient.
