Sunlight streamed in through the narrow blinds, casting golden stripes across the crisp sheets. The soft beep of the heart monitor was the only thing reminding me I was still in a hospital.
Adrien leaned in, whispering like he was telling me something scandalous. "You'll tug your left earring twice. Subtle. Elegant. Impossible to misinterpret."
I blinked. "And if I don't wear earrings?"
"I am buying you a pair of earrings, of course," he said smoothly, brushing a knuckle down my cheek. "Diamond ones. To match with the one I bought from the auction."
"You're unbelievable," I muttered, heat climbing up my neck.
Adrien's gaze dipped to my collarbone, then back to my eyes. "There it is," he murmured. "The blush."
My ears flamed hotter. Damn him. Of course he'd notice.
