LOGINI had closed the distance. His mouth was right there and my eyes were closing and his breath against my lips and his thumb still tracing my jaw and the room had gone so quiet I could hear my own pulse and— The door opened. I was off the couch before I knew I'd moved. My elbow caught his ribs on t
Alicia's POV I heard myself breathing. That was the first thing. The awareness of it. The way it had changed without my permission somewhere between closing my eyes and opening them again and finding his already open and on me. He hadn't moved. I didn't know what to do with that. With Edward Va
I looked at her. She looked at me. "Because it was," I said. She held my gaze. "You don't know that." "Yes I do," I said. "And so do you." She looked away. Her thumb brushing my ribs. Once. The small, unconscious motion she had kept doing, and I had noticed every single time. "Not ready," she
She said nothing for a moment. "You're using the concussion," she said. "I'm resting." "You're manipulating." "I'm horizontal." "Edward." "Define the difference," I said. She made a sound low in her throat. "You're impossible." "You're still here," I said. A long pause. "Yes," she said qui
Her hands. Both of them. One at my arm, one flat against my chest. "I have you." The voice from the road. Low. Certain. "Stay still." "I'm not—" "Couch." She moved me the way she'd moved me in that hospital room. Knowing where the sling was. Knowing the ribs. Not being told once. And I let her,
Edward's POV She was all I thought of. Two weeks and it had come down to that. Just her. Just this corridor. Just her four steps behind me not moving. "You wanted to talk." I held her gaze. "My office." I turned and walked. Four steps before I understood she wasn't behind me. I turned back.







