CHAPTER 14
Charley washed up and changed her clothes before going to Morgan’s room. There, she found Aunt Lydia sitting next to the bed, her head resting on the back of the chair. Her eyes were closed, a Bible clasped between her hands.
Charley’s eyes rushed to the bed where Morgan lay. A sheet covered the bottom half of his body, and his upper torso was bare. Her stomach fluttered. Even hurt and unconscious, Morgan looked virile.
Charley placed her hand on her aunt’s shoulder. “Aunt Lydia.”
Lydia’s eyes fluttered open and she lifted her head. “Oh, Charley, I must’ve fallen asleep.”
“That’s all right. I’m going to sit with him for a while.” Charley glanced at Morgan. He looked pale despite his tanned skin. Her heart pranced as her eyes skimmed his relaxed face. “How is he?”
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