Eve’s POV

Malik tucked his phone away, but the tension in his shoulders never eased. I watched him closely, memorizing the frown in his brow, the way his fingers tapped against his thigh unconsciously. He always did that when he was trying not to panic.

“Let’s get back,” Malik whispered as night slowly turned to day.”

I nodded, slipping my hand into his as I got up to walk back towards the quarters. His fingers tightened around mine and this had become more often than usual, like he ...