Page 108 of Enthrall Shadows
Had I just witnessed Henry’s compassionate side?
“Get some sleep,” I said. “I’ll keep watch.”
He gave a nod of gratitude.
I eased out of the sleeping bag and we swapped positions. I sat where he had been a few moments before and he lay down on top of the sleeping bag.
“Are you comfortable?” I asked.
“Absolutely.” He rolled up one of his sweatshirts and created a pillow out of it.
“I’ll watch over you now,” I said.
“Still have an adrenaline rush.” Because Henry was moving closer to answers that he’d needed for decades.
“At least try.”
“I know this seems futile to everyone else,” he reasoned. “But I need to do this.”
“It’s not futile.”
With his head resting on his hands, he glanced over at me. “Comfortable?”
“Yes, totally. I haven’t had this much fun in years. And I bet it’s nice to get out of the office.”
“And a dark dungeon.” He winked.
“I’m keeping you awake. Sleep.”
“It’s hot.” He sat up and peeled his shirt up and over his head.
Oh, God.
He’d revealed his chiseled torso, the low V at his lower abdomen. This man was ripped and so damn fine.
Being trapped inside this small space with him was almost too much to handle. I diverted my gaze, trying not to stare, my flesh ignited by the vision of the perfect alpha male laying a few feet away.
He settled back down. “I’ll keep my pants on.”
My heart fluttered and I tried to think of something to say. “I’m a sleep monster,” I blurted out.
He grinned. “Hadn’t noticed.”
“Tell me I didn’t snore.”
“No, you’re definitely in the sleeping beauty category.”
I shook my head, amused, trying to hide my arousal.
I bit my lip to inject some pain into the mix, hoping to distract my mind from goingthere.
“If anything happens to me,” he said. “I died happy.”
“No regrets?”
“One.”
“Are you comfortable sharing?”
