No. Nope.
Danger. Danger.
She couldn’t be attracted to him. He was the target. The bad guy.
But he rescued me.
Okay . . . so she could be attracted to him. She could be grateful to him.
What she could not do was act on those feelings.
After putting the television onto a music channel for some noise to keep her company, she lay down to count sheep.
Suddenly, she sat up.
Idiot!
What am I doing?
This was the perfect time for her to go exploring. Hernán wasn’t here, and, at three in the morning surely everyone would be asleep.
Yep. She was an i***t.
Crawling out of her fort, she stood and glanced down at herself. Urgh, not the best sneaking-around outfit, but she didn’t have much choice. Moving to the door, she turned the knob.
Um. What?
She tried to turn it again. Nothing
“That
