“Well…” The stranger glanced from Nathan to Lee, who were each perched on the end of the bed, either side of his feet. “My name’s Jonny Sykes.”
Nathan inclined his head, encouraging Jonny to continue. Well, this is progress. Assuming he’s telling the truth, that is.
“I’m, uh… a soldier. In the army. But I think you probably guessed that already.”
Failing to hide his irritation, Nathan snapped, “Yes, we’d worked that one out. So, Jonny, what the hell happened? How have you ended up in the spare bed in our holiday cottage?”
Jonny frowned and rubbed his eyes. For a moment, an expression of utter despair passed over his features, and Nathan was reminded that, no matter what had taken place, the man was poorly. Granted, no longer in any danger, but still very unwell. He sighed and pinched t
