use that smelled of nothing at all.

o-ceiling windows revealed a breathtaking, panoramic view of the c

gesturing down a long hallway. "Your room is the first on t

al garment bags hanging in a walk-in closet larger than her old

sheath dress. The second held shoes. The third, a delicate dia

n actress, and the stage was a Long Island estate. She could do this. It was just an

as waiting by the door, wearing a perfectly ta

felt a flicker of something in his expression behind the dark gl

?" he

no

ind was a whirlwind of medical protocols and escape routes, a habit she'

tensing. His hand shot out and gr

typed, her con

is jaw tight with appa

hmere blanket-or at least, his whole body stiffened as if it w

ers searching for the pressure points.

en she

liberately, almost theatrically so. There was no fibrillating twi

ed for a fracti

ng?" he asked, hi

n, working as if to release a cramp that wasn't there. She felt

he tension in his frame eased. He

d leaned back against the leather

is voice quiet, laced with somethi

ade a discovery. He was faking. But why? She q

nurse. She taugh

e observation away, deep in her mind. She had to be more care

for the rest of the drive, the space between t