Elena's POV

I noticed then that his gaze had dropped briefly to the sling again. He seemed to take in details without effort,things most people would overlook. The way I held my body to protect the injury. The small adjustments I made without thinking. The fact that I was still wearing the same dress from earlier, slightly wrinkled from the hours of travel and the unexpected stop on the side of the road.

“Why do you notice everything?” I asked before I could stop myself.

“You’re not difficult to notice.”

I didn’t know what to do with that. Compliment or observation,it landed somewhere in between, and I disliked how easily...