Chapter 444

Alaric

Her head whipped toward me, eyes widening. "Alaric."

"What? It's practical. I have shirts that'll fit you. Probably better than sleeping in what you're wearing now."

"I can't wear your clothes."

"Why not?"

"Because." She crossed her arms. "Because it's weird."

"Is it? You used to wear my shirts all the time."

Heat flooded her face. "That was different."

"How?"

"Because we were." She paused,