inside. Alex stood there, glaring at C

His blind eyes stared straight ahead, but his hea

dy to tremble. She took

untry accent. "I was just looking for the kitchen t

p cotton sweatpants and her hunch

ng breath. "Pathetic," he sp

d down and hurried pas

the motion of her body pushed a small

flared. His head

rp, sterile bite of medical alcohol. It was the exact same s

h the memory of the d

round Catherine's wri

al force nearly pulled her down onto his l

he side of his chair. He buried his face near the croo

ieked, struggling against his grip,

rward. "Sir, ma

free hand, silenc

jun demanded, his voice a lethal

raced. She need

her eyes. "I was cleaning the bathroom in the guest room and knocked the bott

as sound. A thunderstorm was curre

let go. Instead, his large hand sli

r hip. He had felt it in the dark last night.

shed the hem

clutching her stomach, and dropped to her knees on th

in the empty air. "What kind

on the floor, shivering. She bit he

e thick with fake humiliation and pain. "The cram

a physical blow. His fa

s a wildfire of heat and slick readiness. She was absolutely,

scent trail. He filed the data point away, a dissonant note in a growing symphony of questions about her. A wa

his voice dripping with revulsion

and rolled back into the study