Josh stirred against her and let out a little cough. “Smoke’s getting bad.”
She could feel his heart racing, the panic building inside him. “Hang on.” She got up and snagged some wet towels, and shoved them under the crack at the bottom of the door to buy them a bit more time. Even close to the floor, it was hard to get a good breath, and she coughed at the irritation in her lungs.
Josh made room for her again when he came back to the tub. “I’m deeply sorry you got caught up in all this,” he whispered.
Sparkle shook her head. “My choice to take the job, sweetheart. And it’s not like you asked for any of this.”
He ran a hand over the length of her back, taking a slight edge off her anxiety. “No. My life is usually much quieter. Downright boring, actually. I miss boring.”
Ha. “I’m eager
