“Just so you know. I would do the same thing if the situation is reversed. So, please? Erase that scowl. You are too beautiful to scowl.” He then pinched my cheeks. “Smile, Westley.”
* * *
I peeped into Keene’s room to check if he was doing fine. The nasal cannula still looped around the flow meter of the oxygen tank beside his bed. I’d learned a few tricks when we received the news. At least I knew what to do in case of an emergency.
“Good night.” I slowly closed the door behind me.
I rubbed my hands on my way to Clyve’s cabin. I was not a nervous type. I just didn’t know why I felt like this when I was with him.
For God’s sake, Westley! He saw me vulnerable when he should not, and that changed the game.
The door swung open before I could knock. He was still wearing the same smile,
