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Bailey's pov

I could feel the collective gaze of the room on me, and I struggled to come up with a reasonable explanation for the hickey. But nothing seem come to mind and my temples pinch slightly.

Katrina glanced at me with a knowing smile, her eyes dancing with amusement, while Nurse Charles simply raised an eyebrow, as if she was waiting patiently for the excuse I would come up with.

Does Katrina suspect what was going on?

Kaleb's lips curved into a sly grin as he leaned back on the bed, clearly enjoying the situation he'd put me in.

Before I could come up with an excuse, Mira pressed on. " It's so red and looks fresh," her brows furrowed as she stared at me confusion and surprise.

She moves closer to me to obvious inspect it to make sure and by instinct my hands lift to cover over it. Well where I thought it was.

Damn you Kaleb.

I cleared my throat my mind and heart racing. "Uh well, it's just a..." my head hurt as I try my best to come up with something that won't have Mira