tayed locked on Marissa's face, as though he were tryin

ter," Marissa answered plainly. She held his gaze with quie

, giving nothing away. He lifted an eyebro

rriage without much resistance. Quite the o

nt dau

slightly. A sharp glimmer flickered in her clear eyes a

locked eyes, neither one ready to back down. T

t of cedar around him intensified, filling the air and surrounding her. She tried breathing throu

realize it was the scent

briefly at his tightly pressed lips b

began, unsure

, his expression tur

sitate, but just as quickly,

ly unpre

n Marissa could come to abo

id lightly, leaning back as if the

r eye, she watched Theodore, who seemed disinterested in continuing the talk. After a

o mask the scent of his injury. There's no

g the calmness on her face. Then, with a crease in h

Bro

assistant, came from the front seat a

d pressed a button, lowerin

is usual calm demeanor shifted to something more serious. "We've just

ly. But the moment she heard the name Dr. Moore, her comp

the window, wearing a look so composed it was

ly listened, every word of Wilbur's repor

but Theodore had seen it. The quick flash in her eye

ike that? Had she h

th miraculous medical skills, but he was el

eping his gaze steady ahead. But deep dow