Nevaeh had a headache when she woke up, and the bright light entering her eyes made it worse. She groaned as she momentarily closed her eyes.
She looked at his side of the bed, but he wasn't there. She felt an unknown feeling in her chest at his absence. Why was she thinking about him again?
He had held her and cuddled her after her nightmare. She could still remember the soft and steady rhythm of his heart. Her cheeks flushed when she remembered how she had shamelessly clung unto him, not wanting him to let go of her. So much for wanting to put some distance between them!
She couldn't even last a day. Ah, she was doomed.
What sort of man was he? Her temptation?!
Her mind flashed back to the conversation they had yesterday. The way he looked at her as he cared for her hand.
Her hand. The injury.
