Chapter 23She didn’t remember falling asleep. She’d only meant to try and clear her head for a moment by resting it on her arms. But the next thing Flanna was aware of was the weight of soft cotton around her shoulders and the comforting scent of hot tea in the air.
Her lashes fluttered open. Just a few inches from her face was a steaming cup and beyond that, she saw Jason lounging in the other chair, his slim fingers playing with his own drink. He looked rested, his eyes their usual bright blue, the shadows gone from his face. His hair was still damp, probably from another shower, she reasoned, and he wore a plain t-shirt, masking his bandaged shoulder.
Flanna started to sit up. Immediately, a sharp pain shot down her neck into her spine, complaining against the change in position, and
