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Her eyes widened when he rolled, getting close enough that she felt his body heat. “Are you sure you’re not an angel?” he whispered.
“Very sure,” she gasped, swallowing down her rising panic. “You’re very close.”
“I’m not even touching you,” he said in light defense.
“But...I can feel your heat.”
“Harlow says I run hotter than is normal. They’ll check it tomorrow.”
Oh no. “Is it...like a sickness?”
“Maybe.”
She felt him roll away and released a shaky breath. “Do you feel...okay?”
“Everything hurts still.”
She turned barely, aiming her gaze near her shoulder. “Hurts how?”
“Like...somebody strapped bombs to my bones and blew them all up.”
She turned more. “Really?” she whispered, horrified imagining. “How will you sleep?”
“I doubt that I will.”
She thought about that then turned onto her back. “Then I will stay awake with you.”
“What if she doesn’t like me? The sister that I get.”
She clenched her toes open and shut, taking a deep breath. “I don’t think that’s possible.”
“What if it is?”
“Well, then I’ll say she’s dumb as a rock.”
“Are they pretty like you?”
“Much more so,” she assured, her stomach knotting at the topic.
“I wonder what it would be like.”
She looked at his profile, dark in the low light. “What?”
“To be your Handy.”
Oh dear. Her chest heaved with more things than she understood. “I suppose you’ll know when you get the perfect sister. She will make you feel like a king.”
“What if I get with a sister and Handy never returns?”
She closed her eyes tightly at such a tragedy. “Then...I will accept my fate.”
He turned on his side, facing her. “Will you be sorry you didn’t pick me?”
She sensed he desperately needed her to be. “I would kick myself till I fell of the planet, I think.”
She smiled at his deep chuckle. “I might pretend to die until my dreadful wife found another and when she did, I would resurrect and find you.”
It was her turn to laugh. “You would not!”
