She did not tell him.
Actually, she was running a fever, not feeling well at all when she returned to Shadowclaw, and he tucked her into bed.
His bed. The one she'd been sleeping in for four days now. Which was fine. Completely platonic. People slept in other people's beds all the time. Soldiers did it. Prisoners did it. Hospital patients did it. This was no different, except for the part where he smelled incredible and she kept waking up with him wrapped around her like a koala with attachment issues.
She also accidentally kissed him goodnight.
There was no version of that sentence that held up to scrutiny. 'Accidentally' implied a lack of intent. She had looked at his mouth, leaned in, and made contact. That was not an accident. That was a choice her brain made without consulting her.
A minor hiccup. Fixable. She would address it tomorrow
She didn't know when sleep took her.
