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Jaylen waited until she was flat on her back before pulling the blankets up to her chin.

“Get some sleep.”

Amelia sighed in exasperation, nodded, turned away from him, and curled her body into a ball.

Within a minute, her breathing deepened.










Chapter Nine

Acase of shivers wokeAmelia.She looked groggily around the room.The fire that had burned down a bit, and the darkness out the window told her it was still nighttime.She didn’t want to look through his closets for more blankets and didn’t want to wake him.She wrapped the thickest blanket around her and silently made her way to the big chair by the fire.

“What are you doing, Sweetheart?”

Amelia gasped and jerked toward the sofa.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“You didn’t.What’s wrong?”

Amelia’s eyes raced over the thick muscle of his bare chest and shoulders down to the veined forearms and wrists.The blanket that lay over his waist dropped a bit when he sat up to rest on one elbow.

“Amelia, if you keep looking at me like that, I’ll have you on the bed and under me before you know it, and I know it’s way too early for that.”

Amelia swallowed as her eyes widened in shock, and she tightened her grip on the blanket.

“I-I’m ...sorry.I can’t believe you just said that.”She watched him shrug.

Amelia moved from one foot to the other and gritted her teeth to prevent them from clicking together from the cold.

“Well, I thought you should know.Don’t be sorry, just know the ramifications of the situation.Now tell me what’s wrong?”

“I’m cold, and I can’t seem to get warm, so I was going to sit by the fire.”

“Come here.”

Amelia’s eyes widened.“Why?”