heard his voice, heard the concern in his tone. The words echoed inside her head, making the already dull ache grow and sharpen. She really should have eaten more.
Between her low blood sugar, the unexpected fright of moments ago and Luke’s probing, Faith was helpless against the inevitable.
She tried to answer, her mouth opened, but no words formed. The hall grew dim and her vision closed in upon itself while the world faded away.
She heard Luke anxiously call her name.
Luke caught Faith before she crumpled into a heap at his feet. He checked her pulse. The beat steady. The slow rise and fall of her chest showed she was breathing.
“Faith? Faith. Honey, wake up.” Patting her cheeks didn’t seem to help any.
Scooping one arm beneath Faith’s legs and the other under her back, he lifted her. She was soft and light in his arms as he carried her to her room. A faint, pleasing smell of flowers scented her hair.
Trying not to jostle her much, Luke laid her on the bed then sat on the edge and rubbed her hands.
She stirred, her eyelids fluttered, then slowly opened.
Unexpected tenderness grabbed a hold of him. He tucked a lock of blond hair behind her ear, his fingers brushed across her cheek, the skin satin smooth and warm to his touch. Her eyes widened slightly and he withdrew his hand. “How are you feeling?”
“Wh—what happened?”
“You fainted.”
Her teeth pulled at her bottom lip. “I guess I’m more tired than I thought.” She smiled, weakly.
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