“Dragons?”

“He never specified.”

I’d never had the courage to ask more about that night. David always turned it around on me, making me feel guilty for having survived, so I didn’t bring it up.

Gavin pondered it for long enough that I wondered what he was thinking about. His big hand came down on my uninjured leg, startling me, which made him pull his hand back. “Show me your leg,” he said.

Why? Why did he care? I hesitated before pulling the covers down and rolling up my ...