Constant hadn’t really expected it, despite his assurance. She knew the truth. They weren’t sailing toward anything certain. There was only a vague hope of a future at the end of it. Love didn’t matter in the world Kameron had been born into. He couldn’t change it. Nobody could. Constant grimaced in the mirror, taking another deep breath before answering the knock. She didn’t know what to feel. She should be feeling everything from anger to embarrassment to resignation. She was doing her best to stifle any emotion. Despite everything, they had broken the rules. She knew they were going to be punished for it. She hoped Kam wasn’t fighting it unduly. She didn’t want him hurt. She never wanted him hurt. She would rather take all the pain on herself. She should have been stronger. She should have resisted him. Constant blew the sigh over her lips. She couldn’t resist him. Kameron was more than handsome. He was honorable, loving, generous; claiming her and their babies regardless of the consequences.
