Scarlett POV
“Who else would it be in a place like this?”
I answered irritably and let my entire weight settle against him.
His breathing hitched under the sudden pressure.
I smiled to myself.
Jaxen had been half asleep a moment earlier, but I had thoroughly cured him of that.
He looked down at me. Before going to bed, I'd warned him repeatedly to stay away from me, yet here I was, curled up against his chest.
He wrapped his arms around me and shifted backward, then pushed himself up enough to reach for the glass of water on the nightstand.
After taking a sip, he studied me.
“Are you afraid of the dark?”
I didn't object when he gently stroked my hair.
“Yeah.”
“There's a nightlight beside the bed.”
“I can't sleep with the light on. It has nothing to do with how bright it is.”
