Chapter 21Namir went to get a cloth and cleaned them both. Jinx was nothing more than a melted puddle on the floor, which made Namir grin.
“Come on. Up on the couch with you. The floor is too cold and too hard.”
Jinx grunted but allowed Namir to pull him onto the couch. He looked relaxed for the first time since Namir had seen him. If nothing else, he’d given Jinx a few seconds’ respite. He wished he could trap him in this moment. Keep him where he was boneless and content, but it would only last a short while. Soon the worries would invade his mind again. They were already creeping into Namir’s, and Ximena wasn’t his daughter. He’d never met her, and yet he had this urgent need to save her.
He grabbed his shirt off the floor and put it on.
“What are you doing?” The words dragged, and
