“He blinked a couple of times at me then rubbed his eyes in a cute way. I gave a shy smile and cleared my throat. Thanks for saving me last night. In a quiet voice I whispered-my hero. He smiled and I knew he had heard it. He walked over to the bed and put his hand on my forehead checking for a temperature I assumed. He confirmed that. You did have a fever the rest of the night. I nodded. That happens when I get drunk. He shrugged then stuck out his hand. I took it and he slowly helped me off the bed. Then my head started to hurt. I felt dizzy and was ready to fall then Stark wrapped his arm around me to help. Want to go get some coffee, Ill buy? Sure. This seemed harmless. He drove me to a café and I ordered a cappuccino. We sat at a little table by the window. I was staring out it while rubbing my temples from this hangover. I looked over to see Stark staring at me. What? Nothing.. Just dont understand something. Like? I took a sip of my coffee.”
