Chapter 87

The ship's staff members soon delivered seasickness medication as requested, and Bethany helped Silas sit up to take it. "Don't leave. Stay with me, okay?" After taking the medicine, the man stared at her with dark eyes. Bethany's heart softened. "Okay, I won't leave. Go to sleep." At some point during the night, Bethany fed him half a bowl of soup. After running around taking care of him, she was exhausted. She drowsily rested her head on the edge of the bed and closed her eyes. Meanwhile, the man on the bed, who should have been ill, blinked slyly. … The next day, Bethany woke up feeling hot. She'd felt like she'd been sleeping against something hard all night. When she opened her eyes and saw Silas' handsome face inches from hers, her eyes went wide. What was going on? How had she ended up in bed? Their current position was extremely compromising. Her leg was caught between both of his, and his arm was draped across her waist, of all places. They were now as intimate