Rescued by the Scot by Laura A. Barnes

Author:Laura A. Barnes [Barnes, Laura A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-08-10T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

SKYE AWOKE A FEW hours later, the room was dark except for a small lantern next to the bed. The flame danced shadows on the dark wall. She became startled, unaware of where she laid. Her heart settled, as her eyes wandered the room and her memories returned to her. She was aboard Thornhill’s ship and Raina Mallory took care of her.

Her hand smoothed the quilt at her side. It was wet, and her fingers slid back and forth over the wetness, wondering at its appearance. When she closed her eyes, a flashback of a dream drifted into her conscious. It was of Zane resting at her side with tears coursing from his eyes. Skye wished to speak to him, but no words came out. Opening her eyes, she shook her head wondering if it was only a dream. As her fingers continued to stroke the quilt, she recognized it to be no dream, but the truth. He had been in her room while she slept.

Her fingers shook. Why did he not hold her? Did he not want to touch her after Shears had his hands on her? Was he disgusted with her? If so, why the tears?

Skye tried to rise from the bed, wincing at the pain her body suffered. She pulled the blanket from her body and took stock of her injuries. There was not a single spot on her body not covered in bruises or cuts. With shaking limbs, she rose and walked to the chair pulled up next to her bed. She lowered her hand to touch the warm cushion. From him. He must have only left moments ago. She knew it to be him because she sensed him. He may not have embraced her, but she remembered how the touch of his arms felt embracing her.

She settled in the chair and soaked in his essence. The arms of the chair reminded her of his arms holding her. She was afraid to see him. Afraid to see any man. She overheard the men come in to fill up the bathtub and the old man who brought in nourishment for her, but Raina kept her hidden from their eyes. Just hearing a man’s voice brought every memory back to her. Her body shook with fear; which was ridiculous. For the source of her fear was dead. She watched Maxwell kill him while he held her in his arms. Her mind departed from her body long before Shears’s death. She only allowed Maxwell to hold her as they left the ship because she was too numb. Her mind finally went to the place which allowed her to escape her horror.

When the room grew chilly around her and she realized the warmth of Zane also left, she rose to wander around the room. It was a small cabin and held few personal effects. It held startling differences from the room she previously occupied and comforted her. While the other room held terror, this only offered her solace. It was a neutral environment, one that reflected her.

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