“This is so not any of your business,” I growl, stepping forward and using the hand not pressing the medication to my chest to give Nico a hard slap on his shoulder.
Frankie comes into the house then, looking eagerly over at us. “Oh, are we beating Nico? So soon in the morning? Nice to get an early start.”
Nico and I ignore him. “It absolutely is my business,” Nico snaps, warding off a second blow by stepping away from me and holding his coffee high. “If you get –“
“Nico!” I growl, shooting a glance towards Frankie.
Nico just laughs. “Take it, Iris. Right now, seriously, I want to watch you do it. And If I have to watch you do it every day at the same time –“
“It doesn’t even work like that,” I growl, terribly embarrassed but also livid at him for butting into what is really only my
