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Chapter 12: When Flames Ignite

A large gust of wind shook the tent, waking Garin. His head pounded but at least he wasn't freezing anymore. In fact, he was incredibly warm and suddenly aware of the soft body pressed against his. He opened his eyes, thinking that it had been a dream.

Her red curls were tousled all over the place, draping over her shoulders and his arm, which was very much asleep underneath her head. He realized he had been holding his breath, afraid to wake her. Her breathing was slow and steady, she still slept.

Without waking her, he pulled his arm from underneath her head and rubbed it vigorously, trying to get some feeling back into it. Glancing down at her sleeping face, he figured the pins and needles were worth it. He swept his hand across her face, brushing away a stray curl.

Yellow eyes snapped open and stared at him. He drew his hand back quickly as if he had been stung.

"Sorry," he murmured, embarrassed. Her face was also flushed as she struggled out of the sleeping bag. He found h
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