I read the same sentence five times before admitting that Faolan's stare had become more distracting than Father's lies. I kept my gaze fixed upon the diary before I spoke. "You cannot even pretend to hide your excitement, Faolan."His mouth curved. "You always knew what I wanted, little tyrant.""You were never subtle.""I never needed to be with you."I turned another page. "Wanting something does not mean you will receive it.""No." His amber eyes lowered toward my nightdress. "But you haven't ordered us to leave."Heat entered through the bond. Faolan made no attempt to approach the bed. He remained in the chair with his legs stretched before him, watching me as though patience were another weapon he had learned to use during my absence.The bath chamber door opened. Asterion emerged wearing nothing but black trousers. Water still clung to his shoulders and traveled over the hard planes of his chest. His dark hair was wet, falling across the cold blue eyes that immediately found m
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