Tessa/Jessica’s pov;
It was two days after the attack and sleep still eluded me.
Zane’s arm rested loosely around my waist, reminding me in a kind of way that I wasn’t alone in this.
The tip of my ear heated again and I winced slightly, not wanting to alert him of that.
My fingers curled around the wakefulness grass I’d slept holding, the cool leaves pressing into my palm. It helped a little.
I turned my head away before he could notice anything, but I noticed that he was lost in thought. I couldn’t try to guess what he was thinking, but I was apmost certain that it had to do with Adrian and the incident from two days ago.
“I’m here,” I muttered, trying to sound irritated instead of embarrassingly flustered, “and you’re still thinking about these things.”
The last word came out
