Chapter 9Adam's soft cotton tracksuit bottoms were ill-fitting in almost every way: baggy around the waist and far too long in the leg, but still Oriyanna was pleased to be out of her damp and dirty flight suit. As well as the bottoms, he'd lent her a dark blue hooded top, which felt as if it were made of the same material as the trousers. Both were soft and comfortable, as well as feeling warm against her skin. Unfortunately, the top was also a little on the big side. Adam was a good five to six inches taller and the sleeves came down over her hands and required rolling up, just like the tracksuit legs. Taking a few moments to study her reflection in the mirror, she ran her fingers through her wet and tangled shoulder-length blonde hair. Despite washing and towel drying it, her hair still
