l she was gone bef
lly, but in the quiet way that did the most damage. He braced one hand against the cool glass of
cl
would blunt the edge of it. Thought avoidance wou
t had shar
d
who he meant it for. The words came out rougher than
amed the thing he'd hoped to hide behind restraint. She'd recognized the pattern because she'd survive
e her da
him danger
Jaw unclench. Hands steady. This was the part most people never understood: discipline w
still w
versible. He'd done it before-cut ties, moved cities, vanis
toward the
pull t
a
t wasn't even the taut awareness of the hotel lobby. This wa
ar
terraces, dotted with wind-bent grass and paths that promised safety. Beyond them the ocean rolled restless and gray-green, the late after
ere sh
toward the water rather than the land behind her. She was too close to the rocks where the bea
lian sai
n't anger. It
ognition, not awareness, but something
d closer t
person who thought she could measure risk if she paid attent
was
didn'
ry of control, and co
ss the lobby and out toward the beach. He barely registered the sensation of cold stone underfoot, the sting of wind. Shoe
Wind off the ocean carried salt and urgency. The tide surged wit
en
ed farther than
could hide it-an instinctive response, like her body recognized th
he wav
kward toward the rocks, to swallow the shallow stretch of sand she'd used to get
acking up in
d herself
ock shelf beneath her narrowed to a slick band of stone. One misstep would send her dow
ing hard not from exertion-but from the fury
is grip closing around her
from reflex than defiance, eyes
narrow window before the tide rose another foot. His gaze tracked the water t
xploded upward, cold and violent, hitting Lena
ater. One arm locked around her waist, the other bra
n't sh
rock bite. F
skin hel
The strength. The impossible steadiness of him aga
hitched.
et her eyes right now, the last fragile sea
absolute. "When I tell you to move, y
wide and furious and shaken all at once. For a heartbeat
ther swe
ded. Ju
g the lull between waves like a heartbea
have existed. He didn't climb so much as anchor, dragging her wi
pping at their ankles,
shifting her weight as if she weighed nothing at all.
the tide rushed in again, fillin
and the slope rose toward the hotel grounds. Only then did his breath change-
free and stepped b
ll are you?"
t just a
awe, the most dangerous
w tight, control in tatters. He could still lie.
de had alr
something she
g back," he said quietly
below. The wind tore at Lena's soaked clothing. She hug
that," she said, voice rough, "
nally loo
ly l
in equal measure. Something older
w," he
'd noticed her on that rooftop,
whether he wa
was
so w
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