Chapter 176

THE LOOK OF CONFUSION ON Catherine's face made Ignatius aware of what he'd said.

Fuck.

'No! I meant, ahh, are you feeling okay, physically?' He cringed inwardly. That didn't clear it up at all. 'I mean, you've slept for twelve hours straight.'

She blinked in surprise and shoved her hair out of her face staring at him. 'Twelve hours!'

Ignatius nodded.

'God,' she croaked. 'No wonder I'm so thirsty.' She staggered off the bed, swaying, and trying to straighten her shirt, twisted around her waist.

Ignatius stepped forward and helped her to the table, hurriedly filling a glass with water and set it before her. 'Drink that, I'll go fill this up.'