Chapter 23
MAGGIE
I woke in my bed. My eyelids felt weighted down, my head throbbed. I still wore last night’s dance clothes. I couldn’t remember going to sleep.
Then it all came back. Jay Thornton. The fight. Five against one. Stepping in front of him. The gun. The pain. The heat. Jay’s arms around me.
I looked down. A thick white bandage circled my upper arm, the whole thing felt stiff. A strange sound came out of my nose, half gasp, half snort.
I’d been shot. For Jay Thornton, of all people. It’s not like I’d stepped into the line of fire or deliberately blocked him, but still. They hadn’t been aiming at me. I’d been shot by accident instead of someone who probably deserved it.
Shamed, I leaned my head against my pillow. No one deserved that, not even Jay. Not five against one, no
