Nash's [POV]
"Elle?"
In the few minutes it took me to walk to the Holly House, I swear she's fallen asleep. Her head's on my shoulder. I can feel her breath against my neck. It feels nice. I don't want her to move.
"Yeah," she says quietly as she lifts her head.
As I put her down, her bag drops to the ground. She's just standing there, staring at me. I'm not sure she has the energy to move.
"Let's get you inside where it's warm," I say, guiding her through the door.
"You must be Noelle!" Claire strides across the room arms outstretched.
Elle backs up into me a little bit. Just the feeling of her leaning against me for protection sends a wave of electricity through my body. I put my arms around her tightly.
"Hey Claire," I say as she takes Elle's hesitant hands. "You said you had a room for her, right?"
"We do!" I reluctantly let go of her as Claire pulls her forward.
"And do you have some socks she can wear? Her feet got wet"
