Epilogue
Gemma“Hold up.” Gemma hobbled after Zalis, struggling to match his pace. “This boot isn’t helping.”
He paused and stretched his neck from side to side. “Your foot pains you.”
“It’s fine.”
“It is not.”
Without warning, Zalis scooped her up. He held her like she was a live bomb, stiff and awkward.
He does know how to make a girl feel special.
Truthfully, the pain meds were starting to wear off. She declined another dose from the medic and now regretted that decision. Her fractured ankle throbbed.
When they arrived at his quarters, he awkwardly juggled her to press his arm against the security pad. She didn’t mind being held against his chest. It was nice. Well, it would have been nice if it wasn’t so stinkingly obvious how uncomfortable he felt holding her.
Right. This wasn
