Finn’s gaze rested on Indy across the fire. Whatever happened next, he’d be leaving Stormcloud soon. Would never see Indy again. His chest constricted at the thought.
After breakfast, Finn couldn’t help himself, he followed Indy back to her tent, making sure he wasn’t seen. Everyone was too busy preparing for their day to notice much else going on, anyway. He caught her elbow right before ducking through the flap into her tent.
“Indy, wait. I just needed to make sure you’re okay this morning.”
She gave a small squeak of alarm before she turned and saw who it was. “Jesus, Finn. You have to stop sneaking up on me.”
“Sorry,” he apologized. But he wasn’t, really. He was close enough to draw in the distinct smell that was Indy, feel the presence of her body so close to his. “Are you? Okay?”
