Ginger's POV:

I remain on Caspian's body, and he keeps caressing me gently, making me feel even worse. The room is cool with the fans on, but I can hardly breathe. When I can no longer take it, I let out a forced breath and stand up.

"Are you okay?" he asks, and I nod with a smile.

"I was thinking we could do something-maybe watch a movie," I say, and he nods.

"That would be great. I should get some snacks downstairs." He starts to leave, but I quickly reach for his arms.

I need an excuse to ...