Chapter 13
Seb let Emilia take the lead in their morning run. Not because he was a pervert and wanted to enjoy the view of her from behind – although admittedly it was a pretty spectacular view. Even the way she ran was elegant, her slender, muscled legs eating up the ground in long, even strides.
No, that wasn’t the reason. It was because if he’d been leading the way he would have jogged to the nearest solid tree, slumped against it and had a snooze… probably even snored. He’d already stumbled several times over tiny tree roots and miniscule rocks, his body so fatigued from lack of sleep he could barely force his legs to keep rotating. Letting Emilia lead made him push his body to keep up; it was a matter of pride.
He’d tossed and turned all night. Every time his mind started to
