Flashback ( PDFDrive )

“Fine, then I’ll nap today,” Fitz countered. “And tomorrow if I need
it. It’s not like I have a lot on my schedule.”
“Uh, you’re busy trying to recover from almost dying,” Sophie
reminded him. “And sleep’s a pretty important part of that. Seriously,
Fitz. It’s super sweet of you to offer, but—”
“Please,” he interrupted, leaning toward her. “I can’t make the
echoes fade, or get us out of these cots, or stop my creepy brother from
moving back home. I can’t work on any of the training we should be
focusing on. But I can do this. Please don’t make me lie here tonight
feeling useless instead.”
The words sounded a whole lot like the desperate plea she’d given
Keefe when she’d begged him to give her skill lessons. And the
intensity in Fitz’s eyes made her heart ache and want to flutter away.
Elwin sighed. “If you really want to try this, I guess I can’t stop
you.”
“We do,” Fitz agreed—then seemed to realize he was speaking for
Sophie. “Don’t we?”
Her itchy eyelashes told her there was a very good reason why
giving Fitz access to her dreams was a seriously bad idea. And the
thought of him seeing the monster made her want to bury her head
under her pillow.
But . . . she kept hearing him call himself useless.
And she’d definitely love to break free from the sedatives.
“If you’re really up for it,” she said, needing to make sure.
“I am,” he promised, and his lips curled into his meltiest grin.
“Fine,” Elwin said, the sound more of a groan than a word. “But as
soon as Alden and Della leave, I want you doing some serious
napping!”