Chapter 9

Chapter Nine

She removed her leg from his lap, stood up, and walked to the window, silently admiring the landscape, lost in her thoughts.

Thinking about her father and everything she had been through in these past days. The luck she had in Zayn finding her. Luck? Yes, she believes it was luck, it’s the only answer she has to her own question.

He approached, lightly touching her shoulders, interrupting her thoughts and causing her to shiver, even through the fabric.

“Are your shoulders still hurting?” he asked, near her ear, turning her to gaze into his ocean-colored eyes.

She swallowed hard; being this close to his face made her heart beat erratically. Zayn is like a soothing balm.

“Are you okay?” she held onto his arms after feeling a little unsteady.

How to tell him that simply being near her makes her legs weak?

“I... I'm okay, thank you.”

Still unable to control her legs, she leaned on his shoulders, feeling Zayn shudder at her touch. Or was it herself? She was so disorien