Zoe POV

I don't have time to react.

One second I'm kneeling in front of him with my hand on his chest telling him to lie back down, and the next his arm is around me and my face is pressed against him, and I'm in his lap before I fully understand what just happened. The fire is to my right. His heartbeat is directly under my ear.

For a moment, I just—freeze.

My hands come up instinctively to push back, and then I remember the shoulder, and the ribs, and the very ...