Chapter 15

Jasper stared at Evelyn quietly, and after a while, he said irritably, "Take a good, long look at me. Do you have the wrong person?" Evelyn ignored him, the tears spilling freely down her cheeks. He could tell she was in a lot of pain, and her voice cracked as she accused him, "You don't love me anymore. You used to hug me to sleep whenever I was sick…" Jasper perched on the edge of the bed and hesitated. Ten minutes later, he lifted the corner of the blanket and slid under the covers. Evelyn scooted closer to him at once and burrowed into his embrace. She slid her arms into his dressing robe, her fingertips grazing the skin on either side of his waist. He stiffened. Frowning, he flipped over and pinned her to the bed. "Awfully dangerous of you to tease me while you're sick. Itching to ride out the fever, are you?" Under him, Evelyn opened her eyes and stared at him blearily, her doe eyes glistening with tears. His throat tightened as she nuzzled against him and obediently closed