you, Fox.”
“You’re welcome.” Fox looked away, his gaze resting on the lump that had started to stir on the other side of the bed.
Raven tossed back the blankets and poked her head out. She yawned and looked around, her eyes widening when she saw Fox.
“Fox.” She scrambled out of the bed, tugging her shirt down over her pants. “What are you doing in here?”
She actually blushed, like she’d been caught doing something she shouldn’t have been. Sleeping with him, for instance. Aidan smiled. She looked adorable, outraged, and embarrassed, her hair mussed up and trailing down her backside in a ruffled black curtain. He’d never forget how soft and long her hair was. He was really glad she hadn’t cut it. The length became her. Gave her that wild, sexy look he’d loved.
“Mom? Did you… sleep …with Mr. Harte?”
“ Mom ?” Aidan asked. Fox was her son? “I thought Fox was Lynx’s son.”
Raven glared at him and dismissed him just as quickly. “Fox, we weren’t sleeping together. I stayed here last night to make sure he was going to be all right.” She glanced back at Aidan as though laying blame for this situation. He was too stunned from learning that Fox was her son to help her out. Besides, she was cute when she bungled.
“But you were in the same bed.” Fox looked to Aidan and stared as though seeing something Aidan couldn’t.
“It was uncomfortable in the rocking chair, so I moved to the bed.” She shrugged and tried to laugh. “It was no big deal. Have you had breakfast?”
“Yep.”
“Are you ready for school?”
“Yep.”
Raven fidgeted as though thinking hard of some other reason Fox would need to leave. Aidan finally decided to take pity on her. Besides, he needed to use the bathroom. And some more pain pills wouldn’t be out of the question. His leg throbbed to the beat of his heart.
“Guys, I need to use the facilities, if you don’t mind.”
Fox and Raven looked at him and then began moving at once. Fox handed Aidan the crutches and Raven made sure nothing was in the pathway to the bathroom and that the door was fully open.
“Do you need any help?” Fox asked, looking him over and frowning.
Man, he really must look bad. “No, I got it. Thanks.” He swung his leg over the side and reached for the crutches. When he stood, the room tipped.
“Mom!” Fox hollered. She must have been watching because she was there to help catch him as he fell.
“Whoa,” he said. His head pounded and the room spun. How much had he drunk last night? This didn’t feel like a normal hangover. He’d only been drunk a few times, not counting last night.
“You’re burning up.” Raven gave him an accusing look. “Back on the bed.” She tried to push him, but with Fox on his other side, Aidan had his balance.
“Not before I go to the bathroom.”
“Why you stubborn son of a—” She stopped her tirade and glanced at Fox.
“Don’t worry, Fox. She’s called me worse.” He thought that was really funny and began to laugh, which made his head hurt worse.
“Let’s get you to the bathroom and then right back into bed,” Raven said.
“Said like that, how am I to resist?” he said suggestively.
Raven blushed and looked away. Hmm. What did that mean? Could she still feel something for him besides hate? They said there was a fine line between love and hate. But whoever had said that, probably didn’t hate the way Raven did.
They helped him to the bathroom. Raven stood there with him next to the toilet. He raised a brow at her. “I can’t pee with you watching.”
“I don’t want you falling to the floor.”
“Just think, if I do, I might hit my head hard enough that I’d no longer be your problem.”
She pursed her lips. “Fine. Come on, Fox. Let’s give him some privacy.”
Fox looked at Aidan and then his mother. “No.” He shook his head. “I’ll stay with him.”
“I can do this on my own.” In fact, he’d be doing it in his boxers if they