oked
chandeliers. His cheekbones were sharp enough to cut glass, casting hollow shadows on his face. He sat with
eyes wer
y boredom. He didn't look like a man confined to a chair; he looked l
rm, her nails digging into the flesh. "I thought he
ed back, though her voic
, walked behind the chair. He wasn't pushing it-Fielding's hand hovered o
booming with forced cheer. "A surprise guest tonight.
re afraid, not appreciative. Fielding didn't smile. He didn'
beating so hard she could feel it in her throat. He can't see me
from him, giving him five feet of clearance on all sid
the room. He turned his head s
the bar. Over the ba
it s
pillar. Straight into th
of the Great Hall, his eyes locked onto hers and held. There was no su
He had always known. He
turned blindly, bumping into a
wait!" Z
dows of the ancient sandstone. The cold air from the climate control hit her wet skin, making her shiver vio
er clutch. No messages from N
e until she found it. A photo of Nathan. He was wearing his scrubs, smiling t
herself. "He's just a cripple in a
opened. Essence jump
was
vering in her strapless dress. "Dinner is being
ck in there, Z
to do, run you over?" Zoe grabbed her hand. "Come on. We'll eat
r had numbed her panic slightly. Zoe wa
ssence sa
r dinner. The atmosphere was heavy, the tension in the
bles. She looked for Table 14, the "supplemental" t
asked, looking at her ow
ssence said. "
when she reached Table 14, her name wasn't
sing waiter. "I can't find m
zers. "Fitzgerald? Oh, there was a change. Th
dat
're at the head
d drain from her face
ile was tight and apologetic. "Essence, my dear. Fielding
here," Essence sai
't make this difficult. The board is very s
oward the fro
ention. Fielding was already there, his wheelchair positio
their elbows would touch-was an
e Fitz
utting. It had alr
gainst the instinct to turn and sprint for the exit. She could feel the eyes of the
he two small step
was unfolding his napkin, hi
scrape of wood against the floor s
ow. He smelled of sandalwood, expentook a sip, then set it down. He turned
a low rumble, rougher than she remembered
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