"Master Grayson I hope you're happy with yourself, not only did you place your health at jeopardy, but you also made miss Brooke misunderstand the situation, once again." Gilbert sounded as he walked through the door to Thane's bedroom. Where his employer was perched to his window, watching as the car carrying Brooke drove out of the compound.
*Cough*
He turned away once the red lights were out of sight completely, "I wanted to show her a good time, alone."
"It wasn't like the driver was going to be on the date with you both." Gilbert pinched his temples and let out an exasperated sigh. "You're still recuperating, you know you should be admitted. Driving around, physically and mentally straining yourself, if your mother heard about this she'd-"
At the mention of his mother, Thane's eyes darkened, he pushed his hair back and sauntered over to the bed. He stretched out on it, and pulled the covers up to his shoulders.
