Chapter 7

Tania woke up first, for once. Caleb was still beside her, asleep, his face soft in a way she never saw while he was awake.

She studied him for a long moment. The line of his jaw. The small scar near his eyebrow she’d never asked about. Her hand drifted up, almost touching his cheek.

His eyes snapped open and caught her wrist mid-air.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

Tania pulled her hand back like she’d been burned, heat rushing to her face. She got up without answering and walked straight out toward the beach where she’d fainted two…