She turned around, the wind messing up her hair, and brushed it aside before finally getting a good look at Julian.
She’d been avoiding looking at him too closely on the plane and on the way to the hotel, afraid he might feel awkward—but now that she saw him, he looked a lot better. No redness in his eyes, no coughing.
She smoothed herself down a little. Julian told her to dress warmer and even handed her a pair of gloves. She put them on without asking—she honestly didn’t get why he insisted, since they’d barely be outdoors anyway.
Until they stepped out. Right before getting into the car, Julian waved off Craig and Jay. “We’ll walk. Pick us up tonight.”
Then he took her hand like it was the most natural thing in the world and led her toward Bahnhofstrasse. The air was cold, though i
