Suddenly, her legs go slack, her knees falling open and hitting the dirt with a soft thud. It takes me less than a second before I’m up by her head, cradling her fragile little body to my chest. Shit. I shouldn’t have gone so hard. “Little flower?” I whisper, nuzzling the tip of my nose against hers. “You awake?” “Mmm.” A little moan slips past her parted lips, and I heave a great sigh. She’s okay. She just passed out.
