Chapter 44: In Sync

Over the next week, Marlee started looking after me. We fell into an easy rhythm, almost telepathic. A tilt of the head, a half-smile, the softness in a shared glance, and we both felt the warmth threading between us. But in that whole week, I never got another chance to be with her. More than once, in the dead of night, I tried to pull her close. Marlee, though, was terrified of a repeat of what had happened last time. If a doctor or another nurse walked in on us, her job and reputation would...