Chapter Thirteen
Hours passed with Nola lying in Jeremy’s arms. He drifted in and out of sleep, but all she could do was stare up at the ceiling and wait. A guard had brought a tray in for Jeremy a few hours ago. She had the feeling that if Jeremy hadn’t been the captain’s son, they might not have been so kind about her and Jeremy being alone in his room. As it was, she only had to endure a few obnoxious winks from the food bearer before they were left alone.
The lights had dimmed, and people had stopped passing in the hallway when Jeremy finally kicked off his sheets.
“You should stay here,” Nola said one more time though she knew it was useless. “You have to be careful.”
“I’m a fast healer.” Jeremy laced his fingers through hers as he led her to the door. “And if that girl is working
