A hand touched her forehead. Gentle fingers caressed the side of her face, brushing her hair away. Naia opened her eyes to see Rob sitting up in the bed, fully human, and with a smile on his face.
“Rob!” Reaching for him, she pressed her lips to his with relief. Although he kissed her back, it wasn’t with a lot of passion or strength. That was all right. He hadn’t had enough time to recover from their ordeal at sea, even though nons and statics had the ability to heal faster than humans. But he was alive, and that’s what mattered.
He eyed her when she pulled away. “You’re looking good. How do you feel?”
“I’ll ask you the same thing. How do you feel?”
“Like I battled three massive sharks and came out the winner.” He grinned at his own joke. “How’s your throat? You sound better.”
“It is
