Laura's POV
On hearing Taylor's voice, we hurried inside only to find Max in his bed wrapped in a blanket, in this hot weather and Taylor standing next to him.
I gave a sigh of relief on seeing that Max was really sleeping, ignoring the fact that he was wrapped in a blanket.
" He was really sleeping. ", Eliza said.
" Are you crazy Eliza? ", I said after realising the point I missed.
" What? Why? ", she replied, not able to understand what was wrong.
" He is wrapped in a blanket when the temperature outside is at the boiling point. ", explained.
" Boiling point? Isn't this a bit exaggeration? ", Taylor said.
" Is that the only thing you can think at this moment? ", I asked angrily.
" No, I am sorry. I know it is not the time to make jokes right now. ", he apologized
" It is not that worrisome thing. Maybe he has a habit to cover himself before sleeping. Some people do that. ", Eliza suggested.
