Chapter 10

Liz POV

The paper crinkles underneath me as I scoot around on the hospital bed. I pinch the gown together behind me, trying to hide my bare bottom as Deimos paces the floor in front of me. I don't know why I am bothering. It isn't like he is paying attention to me anyway. He is playing a game on his phone.

"Would you please sit down," I say, trying to sound commanding.

Deimos looks up at me with a shocked look on his face. "Did you just try and command me to sit down?"

I immediately look down at my hands. "Your pacing is just making me nervous."

"What the fuck do you have to be nervous about?" Deimos stops in his tracks.

"I'm sitting in a hospital gown at four in the morning for the second time in less than twenty-four hours. I have every reason to be nervous," I spit at him.

"Elizabeth," Deimos breathes out. "I don't think I have ever heard you sound so assertive."

I cannot stop the slight grin that tugs at the corners of my lips. "You have known me for less than a day,"