Chapter 1238

Francisco sat near the fire and added wood to it, then looked back at Naomi, who was leaning against the stonewall. She was curled up, hugging her legs as if she was freezing.

He stood up, walked over, squatted down in front of her, and touched her forehead. It wasn’t burning, so she probably had a low fever.

He stood back up, took the dried jacket, wrapped it around her, and pulled her into his arms.

Naomi was surprised. Maybe she was feeling very cold, but the moment when she was in his arms, she felt warm and comfortable.

“You’ll feel better after you sleep.” He gently pressed her head toward his chest.

Naomi listened to his voice and felt his heartbeat, then suddenly smiled. “Just like a dream.”

Francisco looked down. “What dream?”

Naomi felt like she was floating, put her arms around his waist, and snuggled. “I like…”

Francisco heard her mumble the rest of the sentence and beamed. After a moment, he whispered, “What do you like?”

Naomi’s breath slowed, and he smiled aft