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Maeve thought, 'Little girl? Seriously?'

""What

What do you mean, little?" Maeve felt her chest tighten with frustration at his comment.

like an unripe fruit-still green and far from mature.

Byron narrowed his dark eyes and gave her a slow, deliberate once-over, a hint of amusement tugging at his lips. "I know what I mean." him, she was Maeve cou

couldn't shake the feeling that he was looking down on her. With a pout, she finished helping him get dressed and was about to leave the room. But Byron stopped her. "You're staying in this room tonight."

"No way!" Her face was still flushed from the earlier interaction, and she avoided meeting his gaze. Her voice was low as she muttered, "I have my own room, thank you very much." Byron's tone left no room for negotiation. "It'll be easier for you to take care of me if you're here."

It might be convenient for him, but it was anything but convenient for her.

All Maeve wanted was some space to clear her mind and figure out how to deal with her family issues.

"Mr. Mcdaniel, I'm a restless sleeper. I might end up disturbing your rest."

"You'll be on the temporary bed. Toss and turn all you want."

At this point, if she kept refusing, it would seem like all her previous promises were just empty words.

"Alright."

Reluctantly, Maeve went back to her room to grab her phone and then settled onto the temporary bed the nurse had prepared.

With the main lights off, the room was bathed in the soft, warm glow of a wall lamp.

As she lay there thinking about Valda, Maeve stared at the ceiling, certain she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

She let out a soft sigh, barely realizing she'd done it.

"Maeve." Byron's deep voice cut through the darkness.

Maeve instantly held her breath and turned her head. "Did I wake you?"

She'd momentarily forgotten she wasn't in her own room and had let that sigh slip out without thinking.

She was already mulling over how she'd explain herself if he asked why she sighed when his voice came again, calm and steady. "Come help me to the bathroom."

bed, turned on the light, and

his weight on her, and the close proximity allowed

still fresh

was

turned away, expecting

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she urged

Why

need to use the toilet?" "When

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the bathroom, Maeve bit her

night. Is

want to do this, you don't have

ITY

Maeve

explain but t found herself at a loss for

finally said, "I don't mind at all. I promised

"It's just...

had a rough phone call with my mom this afternoon, and I've been feeling off ever since.

across Byron's eyes. "Did you two

it might affect me. We had a bit of a disagreement because of it." She didn't mention the

Maeve felt the weight of her anxiety

face, then softly

makes them look down on you," Byron replied as he set the towel down, his deep, dark eyes

wasn't fazed. "Would

didn't answer her question. "Help me back to

If the

she was staying at his place, he wouldn't mind

back in bed,

she hadn't figured out a solution yet, she didn't feel

own life and

glanced over at Byron lying across the room. In the dim light,

silhouette.

shown up once. No matter how busy they were, they should've at least

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thinking it over, Maeve asked, "Mr. Mcdaniel, what are your

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