Chapter 39

What’s that supposed to mean?” The man’s breath was practically drilling into her ears, leaving Lizetta’s head all muddled.

Blind much? Figure it out yourself,” Remington snapped, shoving Lizetta away.

Lizetta stumbled, nearly taking a spill. She shot Remington a glance, “I’m going to get the -medicine.”

She quickly brought over some warm water and meds, helping Remington sit up.

“Did you take the fever reducer?”

Remington nodded slightly.

Since he couldn’t take another fever reducer so soon, Lizetta picked it out, watched as he swallowed the anti–inflammatory pills, and then felt his forehead again.

“How come you’re still burning up after the fever meds?”

Remington’s eyes drooped, silent. He hadn’t taken any medicine; he was just putting on an act because he was worried that if the fever went down, she would take off again.

“Just lie down, I’ll get you an ice pack to cool off.”

As Lizetta tried to get up, Remington caught her wrist. With a tug, she toppled onto the bed, ending up in his arms.

arms wrapped around

á colder touch, which is just as

than most. As kids, whenever Remington got sick with

arms. He ran hot, better

he’d just said, Lizetta’s mind flashed back to the danger in the hospital, the gleam of the sharp knife she’d closed

took that

a while, a proud snort came from behind her, “Mm–hmm.”

lighter, a smile creeping onto

She hadn’t expected Evelina, that scheming witch, to spout such nonsense right

realize you’ve been a thankless wretch, and you’ve

quiet for a moment, and Remington’s lips moved slightly. His lips brushed against her neck, a mix of ticklish and

lip, resisting the tingling in

you were with Evelina for her

a waste of energy,

voice carried a

you that day? You’re young but already

to check. But Remington tightened his grip, holding

Just

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