Sitting so long on the floor had stiffened him up. Ian tried not to limp as he and Annie headed back to his room, but it was unavoidable, as well as impossible to disguise.
Although he didn’t want to admit it, he was glad to be going back to his bed. The time they had spent in the landing bay, as pleasant as it had been to talk, had not been a wise decision. Common sense told him he needed to take it easy so that he could heal quickly. But any time he could spend with Annie was worth the discomfort.
They turned the corner, into the corridor that ran outside his room. A few feet away they spotted the woman physician angel named Chloe. She was in conversation with a male he had never seen before. The man was tall and red-haired, well-muscled and young. His tunic and pants were dark gray.
