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Then he was suddenly there.
Relief filled her and she sighed, smiling.
Ziggy.
Pulling him close, she stuck her thumb into her mouth and sucked contentedly.
A sense of safety and peace stole over her.
Everything would be all right.
He watched her sleep.
She sucked on her thumb as she hugged the toy tightly.
She didn’t even know he was there.
Foolish girl.
No sense of self-preservation. Perhaps she should be punished for that.
Later.
12
“Good book?”
Maggie squealed and dropped the book she’d been reading before gaping up at Jack.
He was blocking out the sun, looming over her. How had she missed him approaching? Surely, he had to have made some noise.
“Um, it’s okay.”
It was just after midday. Uncle Willy had woken up feeling tired and had decided to stay home rather than scouting locations today. And when she’d explained why she was limping, he’d told her to take the day and rest up.
So she’d come up onto the roof terrace to read her book and get some peace.
Or that had been the plan.
She hadn’t seen Ian yet today. But when she’d gotten out of bed, there had been a tray of food outside her door.
“A medical romance?” Jack asked, looking down at the book.
“Yes,” she squeaked, aware that her face was red. She just hoped he thought she was sunburned or something.
Even though she was sitting under a giant umbrella since her skin burned to a crisp like a vampire’s when she was in direct sunlight. Which was also why she had on a long-sleeved cover-up.
“Interesting.” He grinned at her and she had to stifle a groan.
Great, he thought she’d chosen a medical romance because she’d been slightly star struck by Jameson yesterday.
And? Isn’t that the reason?
Maybe. But she didn’t want anyone else knowing that.
“Could I have that back, please?”
“Sure. Did you sleep all right? Foot not too sore?”
