oulders and physicall

kin, creating space, creating air between th

he hissed.

through his hair. He walked to the desk,

sed rage. "You don't get to storm in here, break into my house, and

pleaded, leaning over the de

e me. You've made that abundantly clear for the last three years. You think I'

said that. At a gala.

said. "I was stup

ssing pieces. He looked at her dress-the simple black silk, not the flashy

ly. "Is it your father? Is he threatenin

ut me up

unter moved back until he hit

e said. "I'm not

idened. "You ca

e engaged. It'

y sanity, Kaycee! I can't... I can't have you in this house, smelling li

ok her breath away. He loved he

oftly. She reached out and took

," sh

She hadn't called him that

d hands. He didn't pull away

guest room. And you lock the door. Because I don

he master bedroo

N

ly bed with the s

"Fine. Take the master.

away from hers as i

r," he muttered

fast, putting as much dista

s heavy footsteps on the stairs, th

th and leaned against the book

first encounter. He h

anister. She found the master bedroom easily. It was stark, masc

her face in the pillow. It sm

d on. She imagined him standing under the freezing water, tr

you, Hunt," she whispered in