POV: VINEThe sound of the motorcycle cutting off outside made me scramble to adjust the pillows. I tried to look as pathetic and sleepy as possible, even though my heart was still hammering from my little trip down the hallway.A few minutes later, Ace walked in. He looked exhausted. There was a dark smudge on his jaw that looked suspiciously like blood, but he didn't say a word about where he’d been, so I couldn't dare to ask. He didn't even say hello. He just walked over and pressed the back of his hand against my forehead."God, Vine. You’re freezing," he muttered, his brow furrowing. "I’ve seen ice cubes with more body heat than you right now. Your skin literally feels like a fish.""Very romantic, Ace. Thanks," I croaked, pulling the blanket up to my chin. "Maybe it's because I was, you know, at the bottom of a pool earlier."He rolled his eyes and set a plastic bag from the pharmacy on the nightstand."Don't get sassy with me. You aren't feeling too good yet, which means you’
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