Chapter 17Jamie let out a relieved breath as he stripped off his thermal clothing and the cool air touched his skin. Much better. Pulling back on his pants and thinnest sweater, he met his own gaze in the gilded, framed mirror over the sink. Dark wood and a couple of scenic pictures made the bathroom a rustic but comfortable room. His eyes seemed huge in his pale, tired face, the few freckles more prominent on his cheeks and across his nose. He didn’t like the fear lurking in his blue eyes and sighed as he plaited his hair again. This had to be the strangest day of his life.
He dropped his gaze as another emotion flickered in his eyes, not wanting to see it. He tried to push away the doubts creeping into his thoughts. Was he a fool for believing in Nico? He’d only met the man a few days a
