“I would let you share with Frid if you promise not to run away. Can you do that?” I asked.
Alina lowered her gaze and I shook my head.
I took a step into the room and stopped, confused.
“There’s only one bed,” Alina whispered.
“I’m sure we can ask for another room.” I approached the door.
Two of us walked to the first floor and found the familiar face of the boy, sitting behind the counter.
“We need two beds,” I said.
“We don’t have any,” the boy responded.
I fought the strong urge to grab his shirt and give him a good shake.
“Are you trying to convince me that in the whole building, you have no room with two separate beds?” I forced my voice to stay calm.
“Man, look around. Do you think people come here to sleep?” The boy smirked and gave Alina a disgusting wink.
I clenched my jaw, reminding myself that I would never hurt children, even if they deserved it.
“Is there anything we can use?” I forced my voice to stay calm.
“You could pay for a separate room,” the clerk responded.
Instead of answering, I moved past him.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
ALINA
Tynan ordered a bath and a change of clothes when we passed the older woman in the hall. He did not like the long haired boy who manned the desk downstairs, I could see it in his face. I frowned, looking at his strong profile. The more time we spent together, the more I started to understand his complicated nature. I could sense the way he was feeling at any given moment and it puzzled me beyond anything.
When both of us returned to the room, I was the one to close the door and fasten the lock.
“We have to make it work,” Tynan grumbled, stretching on top of the covers.
He was in a bad mood and did not hide it very well. Imeditated on the fact that I felt similar emotions coming from him on a regular basis. He was not a ray of sunshine. And yet, there was something about him I desperately wanted to know. He often surprised me, and I felt that, in the way he put himself last, and took care of his group, there was more to him than what he showed to the world.
The only thing that made my heart ache was that I was not his friend, I was not a person he would risk his life for. I bit my lip, remembering that at the well, he did exactly that. I lifted my eyes, watching the light brushing the lines of his strong shoulders and back.
Then what was it that I wanted from him? Was it the fact that he treated me like a prisoner?
But he really did not. I never felt like I was restricted in any way. Except when he would follow me to the bathroom. My cheeks flushed when I remembered the humiliation of relieving myself separated from Tynan by a thin wall.
“Listen, you have nothing to be worried about.” He turned to face me.
“I know,” I said, moving away from the door.
My cheeks flamed hotter when I thought about the way I behaved last time we shared a room together. I remembered his quickened breaths and the way his eyes roamed over my body. I pursed my lips and sat on the edge of the bed, not looking at him.
I felt so incredibly tired that I could not make another move. With a sigh I stretched out on top of the cover. Assoon as I laid on the soft mattress my muscles tensed. I adjusted the pillow and closed my eyes.
“Wake up. Alina?” the voice spoke from somewhere close by.
My eyes flew open and I saw Tynan leaning over me.
