His instinct was to gather her in his arms and tell her he loved her and it would be all right. He didn’t want her thinking she’d been cheating on Tony. He realized that’s the conclusion she’d come to. It ate at him. But he remembered what the doctor had said and it was clear to him her head hurt the more she tried to force her memories. This was screwed up, but he couldn’t stand her in pain. He only answered truthfully what she asked. He’d be damned if he lied to her. Or let her ache like this. “You didn’t cheat on Tony.” Damn he’d spoken and forgotten she couldn’t hear him. She’d placed her hands over her face to hide her tears. He touched her wrists and brought them down, wiping at her tears. He couldn’t help himself. He grasped her shoulders. Leaning forward, he kissed her eyelids then her nose before he moved to her mouth. At first, her lips trembled against his own, followed by the rest of her body. But she opened for him and he touched her tongue with his.
