Chapter 42

• "How long are you going to avoid him for?" Brooke asked, looking at Indianna in the reflection of the mirror.
• "You can't really call it avoiding," Indianna grumbled and tied her hair up into a high ponytail. She stood up from the chair and grabbed her brown leather jacket from her bed, shrugging it on. "Not when I end up ill and in excruciating pain when I'm away from him for long periods of time."
• "What do you do?" Brooke wondered. "To stop the pain you have to touch each other, at least Harry and I do. Usually we just fu-" Brooke coughed and Indianna laughed slightly, rolling her eyes. "You and Greyson obviously don't do that... So how do you make the pain go?"