It had a bright patchwork quilt thrown over it. So small and snug. Hardly enough space for one person, let alone two. I coughed. “I can sleep on the floor.” Aubrey tilted her head and fixed me with a smile that made my knees go instantly weak. I watched her slide off her jacket and her boots, kicking them both off without bothering to undo the laces. I copied her, throwing my hoodie over a chair in the corner and struggling to undo my trainers. I had to bend over and undo a knot that was refusing to release, and by the time I’d stood up again, Aubrey was standing bare legged, only her ARES T-shirt on. I stared at her legs, my eyes running from her ankles, up her knees and to her thighs. “It’s freezing!” she said, jumping onto the bed and diving under the covers. “Is it?” I just about managed to croak. I didn’t know about freezing. My face was burning so red I thought it would be enough to heat the room. Aubrey popped her head out from under the covers and blew her tousled hair out of her eyes.
